Dec 8, 2009  •  In Art/Design, Career, Personal

The Ultimate in Graphic Design

One of the biggest gripes shared by most creative professionals is that essentially, they’re working to create other people’s visions. And that your client’s design aesthetics may not always agree with yours…or worse, they may have no taste at all.


via BuzzFeed

It is precisely for this reason that websites such as Clients From Hell have gained so much popularity in such a short span of time, or how pieces like How a Web Design Goes Straight to Hell turn viral; fellow creative professionals have been granted a means to laugh and sympathize as we all sacrifice our own visions to pay the rent.

I have been pretty lucky in that most of my clients/supervisors have been understanding of my vision and abilities. There are those like the ladies of JAC Beauty, whose website I am currently redesigning, who are a delight to work with (even giving me cupcakes!) and trust me enough to give me almost full creative control.

But I would be lying if I said I have never crossed paths with clients who refuse to listen to my suggestions — even when they are the de facto standard — and seem to be hell-bent on achieving the most outdated, unprofessional, and flat-out ugly visual representations of themselves.

How do you deal with creative differences, or with people who seem straight out of a Clients from Hell entry? Do you suck it up and take it, or do you stand up for what you believe?


P.S. — I wrote two private posts today (request access here) that run along this line.

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Dec 8, 2009  •  In Personal, Pregnancy

Revelation 21:4

Dear Tater Tot,

Today I would’ve been 21 weeks pregnant with you. I would’ve officially passed the halfway mark, would undoubtedly have a sizeable bump, would know your gender, and have felt you moving inside of me.

Yesterday was my 29th birthday. I did not have a candle to blow out, but if I were granted any wish in the world I would ask for you to come back to me. My only condolence lies in knowing that I will meet you, one day, when “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”

I love you, and I miss you so very much.

Love,
Your Mother

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Dec 8, 2009  •  In Personal, Relationships, Sports

My idea of a romantic dinner involves debating basketball and football at a four-star restaurant.

I don’t know about other girls, but I find it incredibly sexy when a man can spew off sports trivia.

And that is exactly what J did during my birthday dinner tonight at my favorite steakhouse. What made it even more special was that after some supreme pwnage, he proceeded to egg me on.

The Ever-So-Considerate Hubs:  And THAT’s why. BAM! (Emeril style)

The Defeated Geek:  I apologize for my ignorance. Please forgive me.

The Arrogant Hubs:  Maybe I will, maybe I won’t.

The Defensive Geek:  Hey! How many other girls do you know recognize, and can tell the difference between the SportsCenter theme music and the Monday Night Football theme?

The Reconsidering Hubs:  [pause] I gotta give you that.

The Not-So Defeated Geek:  Da-da-daa, da-da-daaa! (to the tune of the SportsCenter theme)

The Mollified Hubs:  And that’s why I love you.

The Jubilant Geek:  I love you too.

Thank you for a wonderful birthday.

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Dec 7, 2009  •  In Personal

The Last Year in My Twenties

…starts today.

Happy birthday to me.

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Dec 5, 2009  •  In Facebook, Twitter, Web

Social Media Timeline

I used to be pretty active on several social media outlets. But lately the consistent chatter, as well as the time and energy needed to devote oneself fully to each site, has worn me out.

These days I limit myself to Facebook and Twitter. And even Twitter has started to go ignored since Facebook released its comment feature.

If I share something on Facebook, do I share it on Twitter too?

What about those who are my Facebook friends and follow my tweets?

(Because I get confused as to whether to comment/reply to one’s Facebook, Twitter, or blog when they’re all talking about the same thing. Most of the time I end up not commenting at all because I can’t decide.)

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

This chart is a bit outdated (ie, Facebook has surpassed 350,000,000 users) but you get the idea. Now excuse me while I go disable my Facebook account again in hopes of regaining some semblance of a life, only to return in less than 12 hours because I NEED to tell my Facebook friends that my dog is snoring too loud.

(via Gizmodo)

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Dec 4, 2009  •  In Blogging, Personal, Web

I am by no means a fashionista.

So perhaps this is the reason I have NEVER heard of the über-popular blog Sea of Shoes until tonight.


Jane Aldridge, the 17-year-old blogger behind Sea of Shoes.

I found the site intriguing, much like a 5-car pileup on the LIE. You want to not look, but you can’t. Here is a 17-year-old girl — a thin, attractive one at that — flaunting her wealth and entitlement through a blog that consists mostly of pictures of herself flashing her latest luxury purchases.

And what about the mom, who obviously supports these spending sprees? And has her own blog to showcase her own fabulous lifestyle?

A bit of web sleuthing revealed that Jane, through her blog, has become a fashion darling and featured in numerous industry rags in the likes of Vogue. She has even launched her own line of shoes through Urban Outfitters. And even though it is apparent that she does not bat an eye spending $1,000+ on shoes, she probably receives tons of free or heavily discounted swag from companies vying for their products to be paraded on her blog.

Maybe I’m just bitter because I’ve heard too many sob stories due to the current economic climate. Maybe it’s just my own green eyed monster rearing its ugly head. Maybe her blog reveals only a small part of her life; for all I know she could be volunteering at homeless shelters every day of the week.

And heck, who am I to judge? I’m all for posting whatever the hell you want on your own blog.

So, based on what’s written in the last sentence, here is what I have to say on my own blog about Sea of Shoes:

Marie Antoinette.

Do you read Sea of Shoes? How do YOU feel about it?

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Dec 2, 2009  •  In Korean, Personal

The Abortion Republic

Note: I am a pro-life. If you disagree with this standing, please feel free to stop reading now.

Recently I came across an article from The Chicago Tribune discussing abortion issues in South Korea. The article reports of an activist group of physicians founded by obstetrician Shim Sang-duk who refuses to perform abortions and advocates prosecution for doctors who continue to do so.

FACT:  Abortion is illegal in South Korea.

FACT:  South Korea has one of the highest abortion rates among developed countries, so much so that it has been called “The Abortion Republic.”

FACT:  In sharp contrast to the United States, physicians in Korea are ostracized for REFUSING to administer abortions.

I will not get into more politics, nor discuss the article in further detail. Instead, I want to tell you a story of a woman I knew in Korea.

“Western societies see abortion as one of benchmark battles between conservatives and liberals — while here there has not been even any academic discussion,” said Lee Na-young, a sociology professor at Seoul’s Chung-Ang University.

“Even though illegal abortions are widespread…it is true that everyone keeps quiet and does not say anything about it,” the politician [Chang Yoon-seok] said in a statement.

In the 1970s, the Korean government advocated fewer birth rates as a means to fuel economic productivity. There is a reason so many Korean families of my generation only have two children: the government provided tax credits and free healthcare for up to two children.

The woman in my story had two young children and discovered that she was pregnant with her third. She made an appointment with the same doctor that had treated her first two pregnancies and safely delivered both babies. However, upon discovering her condition, the doctor refused to treat her.

Instead, he pressured her to have an abortion. “Why would you want this child?” he asked. “You already have two. You can’t afford a third.”

When the women voiced her concerns, he became angry with her. “Either you have the abortion, or you go find another doctor.”

The woman reluctantly agreed. She was 4½ months pregnant.

For years, Shim rarely, if ever, even used the word “abortion.” Rather, he said, he sought to “erase” or “prevent” the fetus.

“I bought into the government’s argument that it was OK to do this,” he said. “It was good for the country. It boosted the economy.”

Due to the stage of her pregnancy and the lack of proper equipment (remember, abortions are illegal in Korea), the woman almost died from the procedure.

“My first two births were easy compared to this. I was in and out of the hospital in less than 24 hours both times I gave birth. When they gave me the abortion, however, I thought I was going to die. I had severe bleeding and developed an infection. I stayed in the hospital for over a week. All I could think about was how God was taking me away from my two babies for taking the life of the third.”

After receiving their abortions, he [Dr. Shim] said, most women cried.

“Many patients cry when they give birth,” he said, “but these were a different kind of tears.”

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Dec 1, 2009  •  In Books, Geek, Twitter

Tweetbookz: for the Narcissistic, Book-Loving Tweeter in All of Us

$38 ($28 for softcover) for a book containing up to 200 of your favorite tweets is not a bad deal. I may get one for J to compliment his Twitter mug

Get your own at TweetBookz!

Via GeekSuger.

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Dec 1, 2009  •  In Comang, Personal

Thanksgiving Day Goes to the Dogs

My dog Comang is obsessed with my sister’s dog Dante. Not in a “I have a crush on you” way. Nor in a “I want to hump the crap out of you” way. It is pure, unadulterated OBSESSION wherein the entire world disappears save for this one Cairn Terrier mix.

My poor furbaby, whom everyone says is one of the most well-behaved dogs they’ve ever seen, goes into a frenzy when Dante is within sniffing vicinity. He follows him around everywhere, goes into hyperventilation mode, and even loses control of his bowel movements (this is the dog who has never had an accident in our house). He does not mount; rather, he stands behind Dante and makes humping movements.

Quite literally, he becomes another dog.

Seeing the two of them interact is quite a sight to behold. While Dante loves people, he hates other dogs. Comang holds no exception. Growling, snapping, and mounting ensues. After some time, Dante gives up and tries his best to run and hide.

This past Thanksgiving, my sister and Dante stayed with us for an entire day and night. The holiday certainly became a memorable one due to these dogs…especially when Dante found the perfect hiding spot.

Curiously, Comang is fine with other dogs. It is only Dante that brings out this frenzy from within, leading my sister to inquire: “Dante, why are you so sexy?”

I hope everyone’s Thanksgiving was a better one than Dante’s!

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Dec 1, 2009  •  In Personal

“When you first came here I thought you would be hopeless. But you’re a natural.”

I have never shot a gun before.
Not because I am against guns,
but because I am afraid that
I will like it too much,
à la Carolyn Burnham
of American Beauty.

Also, klutzes and guns do not mix well.

That is why I choose to stick to the piano, writing, and books.

Have YOU ever shot a firearm?

 

(And for those of you who are thinking, “This is it — she’s gone off the deep end!”, calm your horses. I only had this thought after looking into methods of de-stressing and recalled that episode of HIMYM where Marshall was able to find some relief from being dumped, albeit temporarily, by visiting a shooting range with Robin. Yes, I allow cheesy sitcoms to influence my decisions. You can judge me on that instead.)

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