it would take a lot to convince me that a better metaphor for life exists than this.
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i’m such an introvert. the older i’ve gotten, the more i’ve attempted to stretch myself and step out of it. at the same time, the more living i do, the more i see that i have to accept that i am inherently introverted and embrace it in order to be my happiest. especially since i’ve moved to new york, the more i’ve felt drawn to going out, enjoying the city, doing things with friends. and while that’s all well and fine, if i don’t also have lots of me time, i get really negative and anxious and then can’t enjoy anything. i think this is a really important thing to realize as i prepare to move overseas and start to pursue my arts education full-time.
i’m always reading up on introverts (i nearly weeped when i came across this a few years ago) and this week was extra fruitful. first, austin kleon, who i love, posted about introverts and a book he’d recently read, quiet: the power of introverts in a world that can’t stop talking by susan cain. hello, attention-grabbing title. i immediately added it to me reading list. then a few days later as i was catching up on some issues of o mag, i came across an article by susan herself. i identified with every single word in it. she outlined 6 main ways to foster the quiet we all possess, and i realized that with some i’m good and others i could work on. at one point i didn’t give a damn what anyone else thought and was introverted as everything. not surprisingly, this was also when i felt my most creative and was the most confident about it. ah, youth before the real world clotted me all up. i miss it sometimes. i need to get back to that, and un-learn a lot of things that are blocking my boldness. here’s my report card according to susan’s points -
talk deeply. me all day. you can miss me with the small talk. everyone who knows me knows this, and everyone who meets me finds it out pretty quickly. i don’t do much verbal talking period, so when i do, and for extended periods of time, it’s definitely going to be some type of meaningful conversation. i am also all about regular convos morphing into extended dialogues that cross over into many subject matters, though. i really think there’s something to be said about talking that catches the participants by surprise.
work alone. this has always been my favorite way to work. unfortunately, life since college hasn’t leaned toward it. growing up at home, my parents nicknamed my room hotel nuri, that’s how much time i spent in it. with college came roommates and a huge adjustment. the school’s huge library became my refuge. since moving to new york, i’ve had an endless litany of roommates, but always my own room. which is an ok solution, but not perfect. there are always loud footsteps, or loud talking, or loud music, or loud…other things. i’m really hoping i end up with some common-minded flatmates in london who understand the need for quiet. i’m living in university-provided housing for the first year, so chances are decent. one of my biggest dreams remains the time in life when i’ll be able to afford a place that is totally my own. i think then i’ll be able to finally feel what others do when they wax poetic and nonchalantly about getting tons of work done in one day without any interruptions.
read more. i think i’ve got this one covered. reading is a practice that opens me up in ways that nothing else can.
listen well. when i was a kid, i knew my ability to listen like a pro was one thing i had going for me. i just didn’t know that it correlated with being an introvert. it takes a special type of person to fully hear what another person is saying and not insert their personal experiences into what they’re being told. it’s something i actually put energy into honing. if i wasn’t a great listener, i wouldn’t be me. it’s also one reason why i don’t ever actively seek out being a leader (a post for another time)…and also why i think people see me as a leader, despite how much i try to fight it. one thing i need to work on with respect to this is how to know when a person doesn’t deserve my ear. i’ve learned that if you focus too much on listening to someone not worth it, you miss hearing other things.
get away, small space. refuge. restorative niches. i can’t function without them. whenever i have a big event / outing, i have to have time alone that is at least equal to (but oftentimes longer than) the amount of time i spent away. it’s one of my biggest quirks and the thing that most people don’t understand about me, but i don’t see it changing anytime soon. i’m a big reflecter / analyst and i usually digest and process during these times. this is why i cherish weekends so much.
use quiet commitment to achieve your goals. if “soft power” is not the best term ever, i don’t know what is. this is exactly how i lead when called to do so, and part of the reason why i don’t enjoy leadership is probably because i haven’t gotten the best reactions from supervising this way. i always knew there was a way to do this and be effective, i just haven’t figured it out yet. the key, i’m guessing, is to be resolute in it. i tend to waffle on how confident i am as an introvert. which all goes back to how i’ve been responded to in the past. the quote by professor preston ni that ends the article is one i need to internalize, “in the long run, if your idea is good and you lead with your heart, it’s almost a universal law: you’ll attract people who want to share your cause. soft power is quiet persistence.”
you can read susan cain’s full article here.
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it pleases me so immensely to be able to say, finally, mission accomplished.
yesterday morning i went in for an in-person interview and walked out with a spot at university of the arts london, central saint martins. fall 2012, foundation in art and design.
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
i am applying to 3 more schools, but ual is my first choice. i’ll be satisfied wherever i end up, but i know that i will indeed end up somewhere. to know that they’ve said yes, that they want me to join all of the amazing alumni that have studied there does crazy things for my confidence and makes the past 6 months so worth it.
all the money spent, all the fretting and stress, all the questions asked (of myself and others), all the doubt, all the pep talks, all the sketching, all the writing, all the inspiration, all the trips to dick blick (i love this place), all the lists made, all the printing, all the anti-socialness, all the weekends spent in my makeshift studio pulling together the 29 final pieces i submitted. i ended up with a mix that i was really happy with. there was digital, acrylic, watercolor, collage and lots of mixed media, which is my favorite medium to work in after digital. i also included some of my photography to round things out.
one thing i realized during the process was that i have a lot of other ideas in me that i want to get out. i will definitely be doing a lot more self-directed work next year, before i start classes and don’t have as much time. plus, i have so many left over supplies i need to use up. i doubt that i’ll start do52 back up, but everything will for sure end up on my main tumblr. and i will probably dust off my deviantart account. or start a new one.
my interview was painless; it was actually extremely flattering and i had a great time. it’s all kind of a blur, but the highlight was definitely the point during the middle of the conversation when one of my two interviewers nonchalantly mentioned that i had made it in as an aside to a discussion about melding writing with design. my heart stopped for half a second at hearing the confirmation i’ve been dreaming about for months. in hindsight, i wouldn’t have wanted them to give me the news any other way.
there is still a lot that has to come together before i fly out next september, but i know it all will. for now, the only thing i’m challenging myself with is relaxing. i’ve been taking deep, cleansing breaths since yesterday afternoon and i can’t stop, lol. it’s still setting in that the brunt of the prep work is done. DONZO! i’ll still be doing some things to finish my applications for the 3 other schools during december, all of which i’m applying to online, but i’m so close to the end that now i can find the rest of the work solely enjoyable, sans drama. i hope to have everything done before i fly home to atlanta the week of christmas.
ETA: i forgot to mention that bird poop somehow ended up on my hulking portfolio presentation case on my walk from my apartment to the the train the morning of my interview. just one streak on the back that i discovered as i was going down the stairs. it wasn’t anywhere else on me. just the case. i’ve never gotten bird poop on me before. my first instinct was to panic, because, gross. but then i had a phantom memory pop into my head about bird poop being a sign of good luck. which made me calm down as i got on the train. i soon discovered that it doesn’t wipe off easily, so i just let it stay. eff it.
after my interview, in between making excited phone calls, i quickly googled ‘bird poop good luck’ and i was right. who knows if it’s true or not; i have to do more research into the origins of that omen. regardless, i’m choosing to believe the poop gave my portfolio good mojo. the interviewers didn’t ask me a question about anything in it.
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my friend katie and i met while studying in australia, and two of the things we bonded over were our loves of trying new things and exploring cities. she came up from dc for a visit last weekend and we fit a rather impressive amount of new york into about 36 hours. we’re also both photo junkies. katie posted her shots on her awesome blog, and mine are on tumblr.
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