Light (Graphic Design - practical)

You can't deny the weather has been shitty lately. And quite frankly, this gloomy weather has got me pissed off. Even the best cup of coffee couldn't get me out of my grey morning mood; artificial light in the classroom eventually did the trick. It actually brought me back to my days in the big NYC where my day started with the NYTimes, a strawberry banana smoothie and the subway. When suddenly my sleepy eye caught this:

You see, whoever this crazy artist was (I mean, what the fuck are you doing in a dark tunnel with subway trains rushing by every 2 minutes?!) his or her work could only be seen when fluorescent lights hit the wall.
Anyone who's thinking "This is some pretty symbolic shit." probably thought the same as the artist. Interesting how thoughts are left in the dark until it finds its way out of your brain and into the light. And consequently, how light creates mood, mood equals emotion and emotion creates art.

By the time I got back to Arnhem I noticed the dark clouds had disappeared, my mood was enlighted and I decided never to underestimate spray paint. Ever. And you shouldn't either cause who knows what graphic design looks like in the light.

Spread the word,

Sharah

Meet me.

Hi. For those of you who don't know me yet, this blog means space for me to drop thoughts whenever my brain gets overloaded. You know, when an idea reaches your mind and you can't help but send it to your limbs and confirm it with a pen. Or in this case with my (new) iMac (yay), because in the course I am following, Creative Technology, going Digital is the new shit.
So everytime you read this blog, I am cleaning up my brain in order to create an equilibrium and hopefully design some awesome stuff. And every now and then you will read some crazy things but that's just me being excited about whatever, like when I'm brewing the perfect espresso or hearing the sounds of the city.
Create.Equilibrium is where I collect my thoughts, stories and inspiration and hopefully it will give you food for thought.

So let the brewing commence,

Sharah