If this work doesn’t float your boat, that is no reflection upon you, except that you don’t like the work. Fair enough. Find something you do like, and do it. A much more rewarding goal, don’t cha think?

If you ascribe to the philosophy, as I do, that life is nothing but a long lesson in self-discovery, then whether or not you got the finish on “Transformers 4″ is probably not going to mean much to you in the long run. Certainly you are sharp enough to see that measuring your self-worth by the work we do is ultimately futile.

There is another side you do not see. You are a fucking amazing, fire-breathing, laser-sharp writer, with huge helpings of insight and humor. I have no idea what your design chops are like, but your writing is top notch. Do you have any idea how rare it is to be talented in two separate areas? Rejoice! Your not some dumb schmo with only one chance in life.

Also, it’s been my experience that people move up in our industry by moving over. If you’re not happy slaving where you are, a few job interviews will give you a new job title, a bit more cash (maybe a lot more), and leave you stuck with the same work. It may sound trite, but nothing says “I love you” like more cash. Discovering you “true” self-worth, and learning how to have the cajones to ask for it, are part and parcel with the job.

Just my $.02

‘Hi Lola,
I love it. I love it. I just love it.”

Ahhhh, life is good and I love my client! Yes I’m a starving freelancer but when I do get work all my fire flows into it and I do some real design!!!
Now I wonder, is it because I have a vagina or because I treat myself with decency that the client’s happy? Uh?

Dear intr0vert, be glad, you’ve seen the light (I know, not today, but before), you’re on your way out of artificial intemperies, while some designers I know will stay all their lives in the dark coldness of Hollywood.
By the way, the real cold of real snowboarding is a fantastic alternative to the beach in winter…

Cheers!

when we get freelancers in, sometimes i dont introduce myself. they could be gone the next day. its like a new friend you never get to see again.

it seems that freelancers make more…actually, it seems that WEB people make more. I couldnt do web, look at this shitty site, i hate doing web work, so technical and you don’t get to hold something in your hands when its all said and done. deleted, boom.

yes, i notice you happy designers rolling in at 10-10:30, rocking out and splitting at 6:30 if you get your comps done. i know you must be making bank, and really not much is expected of you! Usually freelances do a bomb job, but we’ve had some greenhorns come in and totally BOTCH some shit. And it all pays the same, right?

Yeah, what’s up with those drones? It’s 7:30, didn’t you get your shit done? Go home! It will be there tomorrow!

Have fun at the beach, Lola. Think of me when you make a sand castle and watch hairy barry skating down the boardwalk playing guitar!

And when you’re a freelancer, they usually don’t even bother to care, they just want to press the creative juice out of your brain, most of it they won’t use anyway because they’re afraid of being really creative, and once you’re burned out…. they get another freelancer!

Oh, and the new tendency is to cut down the rates by 40%

To my opinion, the real pussies are the ones who accept to waste their lives in such environments and who pretend to be happy about it. And if you’re really happy about it, then I’m sad for you and suggest you go out and take a taste at the world.
No, wait… don’t! You’ll probably be miserable afterwards!!!

Ever noticed that happy designers do a better job in less time than unhappy designers?

Enjoy the Mine, I’m off to the beach!

Dude, I am totally Edwina and AliUptown is totally patsy. Or maybe we are just a combo of both. But my counterpart is really good at what she does. Her training was a lot better than my education.

So I’m mediocre, huh? Meh, art is subjective. Some assholes LOVE some stupid fucking designs. It’s always the dumbest one that gets chosen.

Well it could also be because I really don’t give a fuck. I took this job because I had some downtime on another job (with absolutely nothing to do with design, and it was heaven) and needed to make some money while I waited for another phase to start. I also had to escape a shitty living situation and this job payed enough to do so. So I decided to stay and pay some bills. And for a while i actually gave a shit but realized that this whole business is full of assholes like you. Oh wow, you are really good at making a piece of shit movie look watchable? Or did you design the new Dane Cook key art? Congratulations, we are all whores! Go convert this design with special features for Walmart, will ya?

I’d improve my craft but I really can’t see myself doing this shit for too much longer. What’s the payoff? I see people doing this shit for 10+ years who are actually good at it (which means nothing when some fuckhead is picking the most retard-friendly design) and we all work the same shitty hours. Nobody wins! (Except the studios and the boss) And I don’t want to own a design firm, so who cares? And what is bullshit is that there is no solidarity in this business to improve these conditions. We aren’t treated as creatives! We don’t get the same holidays off as the studios. I guess it pays to fail upwards. And did you miss the whole point of this? I’m just fucking venting here. I didn’t ASK anyone to link it. I don’t care if anyone actually reads this. I’m just doing something OTHER THAN DESIGN to erase the taste of shit from my mouth.

People who work at restaurants and shit do the same thing when they get done working, they hang out with co-workers and bitch about work. Every job has something that sucks about it. I was listing out mine.

So like I said, I don’t care if I improve as a designer. I work A-List jobs. Shit that I have done, sometimes hungover, has appeared in HUGE publications. I can walk into ANY media retailer and point to shit that was MY idea. Thats a fuck of a lot more than I expected out of the graphic design portion of my degree. My college’s DESIGN program was a joke. The ART program is what I cared about. And I’m not doing any of that now. Hell, the most I thought I would be designing was PORN or something. (Horror, same thing.) And I’d like it to be noted that I’m never applying to ANY jobs where the main focus is being a graphic design robot like now. I’d be glad to do something where design and art are a large part of it. But this office drone shit, is over. I’ll bartend or be a costume on Hollywood Blvd. before I’ll burn myself out like this again.

BTW I love that I have a place where if I don’t like what you say, I can delete it. I wont, because I give enough of a shit to reply (I was going to write something about it anyway and this is still my space), but not enough shit to censor what someone else is thinking or personally venting about on a blog. I hope you feel better by trying to attack me, but I’m not concerned about the size of my dick. Because I’m guessing that you are just venting about your own feelings of mediocrity or worse, YOUR JEALOUSY THAT EVEN THOSE OF US WHO ARE MEDIOCRE (And I totally admit it, I’m mediocre at most of the shit my autopilot brain designs) BECAUSE WHEN IT’S ALL SAID AND DONE, WE ALL WORK THE SAME HOURS, WE ARE ALL SLAVES.

Work hard for me! I’ll be sitting back until the BIG FISH designs come at me.
BTW the head of a major printer told us we do totally profesh rockin’ shit today.

I don’t even feel all of what I wrote in this blog anymore, I just had to get it out.

I still love monkeyartawards, because they know better than anyone how ridiculous this business is. I don’t totally hate the business, just the backwards way that it works.

End.

I’m sure you know best, Dad.
You Anonymous Cunt.

I wish you all the best because you are a very talented individual.

Take care