A Manic Episode: Art Will Come From This

I got my hair dyed pink Friday but it didn’t come out completely as planned. (Hence no Instagram pic.) It’s more like a sunset – my roots came out pink but the rest of my hair is a dirty blonde. I have to go back on Friday to get the whole head done. (Just wanted to give you an update on the hair.)

Last week, I got excited because, while I was in the shower, I decided that I finally found my true career path. It’s ben over a year since I left My Modern Met, and since then I thought I wanted to be a photographer. Rodney Smith, Tim Walker, Max Wanger, these were my inspirations.

I went home and started tearing pages out of magazines. I went on Pinterest and started pinning like mad. I want to be a designer, I decided. A fashion designer, perhaps or just a curator of products, like clothes, art, and fashion. Sammy knew something was up and voiced his concern. I said I was fine. But then something snapped. On Saturday, we went to Disneyland and I felt so paranoid that we only made it to the LEGO store, we had to turn back.

I’ve spent the last few days holed up in my house, too scared to even visit Target. When I finally did, I saw messages on people’s clothing. On a pair of leggings it read,”Be strong.” My mother-in-law came into my office this morning and said those exact same words.

I hope I am coming back to reality. That the increase in medication has brought me back down to earth. I have a psych appointment tomorrow.

In the meantime, I’ve decided to post on “trends” or art and design that moves me. I’m going to move away from photography and focus more on design. I came across these sayings by Nick Miller via Urbanic, who’s producing an exclusive collection of cards and prints with him. These spoke to me.