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15 July 2011

Frustrated Artist Me

Photo from CFAD Student Council Tumblr
I actually wanted to study fine arts. You know, paintings, graphics, design, and other creative whatnots. As I am currently overloaded with the too technical nursing subjects this semester, I imagine if I did pursue with my plan of shifting to the College of Fine Arts and Design during my second year. Maybe instead of forcing a semesters worth of lessons of Obstetrics unto my brain, I would have been experimenting with a my colorful palette, mixing them colors, conceptualizing an artwork, working on my project until the wee hours in the morning. Maybe I would have grown my hair, wear the CFAD uniform in whatever style without anyone caring. (See photo on the left)

But alas, here I am struggling in my fourth year so shifting now would put my time, effort and my parent’s money into waste. Out of my frustration to become an artist, I decided to join my first design contest sponsored by the local student council. We were asked to submit entries of lanyard designs primarily using the colors green and yellow. 



Here are my two entries:


Luckily, both of my designs were chosen by the Dean and the Regent as part the finalists. Then an online poll was done and for another lucky instance, my designs got the top two places and are now the official lanyard of the college for this school year! 

Days after, me and the student council auditor met with the suppliers who showed us the prototypes of my designs. I was happy that they were executed very nicely in print and just needed minimal alterations. The next day the first batch of lanyards were out.

I get asked a lot on what I feel that a lot of people are wearing my work. Lemme answer it here: It’s really one thing to see your design worn by others, those people you barely know and those people who barely know you. I can say that there is that pride that goes like “Hey! I designed what you’re wearing!”. I get that sense that even though they paid 110 bucks for it, the thing that they wear on their neck is still mine. Maybe it’s my inner possessiveness taking over me but you can’t blame me because it’s still my work.





PS: Your copies will be sent soon. I’ll text you the code when I deliver them to LBC. :)