I’ve been in need of some graphic design and artistic inspiration these last few weeks. I’m trying to clear out the headspace, turn off Netflix and get out into the world a little more. Getting trapped in the Every Day can put a lid on creativity really quickly. On a philosophical level, I’m trying to make sense of all my time spent on social media, and in doing so, I’m seeking out deeper meaning from hours logged on blogs and Twitter. I’ve picked up a few gems this week that I wanted to share with you. These are just a few beauties in a sea of constant chatter.
- Design Observer showcased a lovely bunch of found objects and images which they call Accidental Mysteries.
- Brian Pickings‘ Maria Popova shared a series of excerpts from the recently released complete 1978 Rolling Stone interview with Susan Sontag. If Sontag can’t get you thinking, no one can.
- Invade New Orleans shared this clip of Marina Abramovic at the MoMA wherein something magical happens. I won’t ruin it, but do yourself a favor and view with your full attention.
One of my recent clients, a couple getting married on Bayou St. John, were so inspired by where they live, they dedicated their wedding programs and venue to the area. It has gotten me thinking about the space I occupy in New Orleans and the space it occupies in me.
In my down time (of which I am trying to create more) I’m focusing on the minutia of daily activities. Commuting across town can be a real drain on one’s existence, but during my commute there is an opportunity to be on one of the highest points in the City and see incredible weather systems from a 360 view. I have never seen sunsets like the sunsets in New Orleans.
During the day, I work in an area of town that is pretty stark, situated alongside Lake Pontchartrain. I require much urban time, so I head back into the thick of it for lunch many days. I am always amazed at how dedicated people are to their space on the urban landscape. Every square inch is an opportunity to make a statement. I feel like I’m squandering my personal opportunity of a yard. (Note to self: Must work on that.)
The other morning, the Fried Green Husband and I went on an adventure to buy plants and came across our second sunrise of the morning. Sunrise over Brown’s Dairy, to be exact.
My last bit of New Orleans inspiration comes from the deterioration and history of our town. There is something constantly surprising about the level of erosion on the surfaces and infrastructure here. It’s beautiful and a little heartbreaking, but mostly I’m drawn to the “what it could be” and “what it once was” of the situation. It’s amazing. Like a blank canvas in a lot of ways. It’s like staring at a blank canvas, but being overrun with ideas. It’s amazing.