now I sleep in insistantly inconsistant
I got a call today from a professor at one of the schools I applied to who gave me some great feedback on my application and why it was not selected. He was a very nice guy and I am so grateful for his constructive criticism. His main point was that my portfolio was very strong from a professional stand-point, but lacked interpretation and expression. That I did a good job in presenting the strength in the work I have done. But, both in content and presentation, it is more suited for getting a job and is seen as a negative in the eyes of grad school. What I need is to show them where my work is headed and why that is an exciting contribution to their institution.
This totally clicks with me. In my current job I am so used to writing reports and explaining concepts. I have felt my creative voice muzzled for some time. He said – include free hand sketches and works of art. This used to be my foundation and the main reason I want to go back to school. Now I feel like have an obligation to myself and to my career to find that freedom of expression once again! There is a lot of fear which keeps me from picking up a pencil. Fear of not being able to create to my own high standards. But that is all bull shit and I am throwing it out the window. From now on the apex of my focus will be to foster my imagination.
I have lots of ideas and grand schemes, but bottom line is – one sketch a day. Do or die. No matter the quality. I’ve got to start by greasing the rusty wheels.







