I was invited to speak at AIGA OK on the Culture of Design in Oklahoma. It was Pecha Kucha style which meant each speaker (there were 7 of us) was given 20 slides at 20 seconds each. There was a broad range of designers – from graphic, to furniture, to interior and architecture – all raising conversation about the design culture we’re responsible for buying (and consuming) in Oklahoma. It was inspiring and thought-provoking.
I talked about how through my blog I’ve connected with artistpreneurs from all over the world. That the culture of design is no longer geo-specific – that you can be creative from anywhere. What people crave are authentic and genuine connections and now you can do that from anywhere – now it’s easy to have friends from every corner of the world. I closed with the fact that what’s really important is the content we creative Oklahomans are capturing, shaping and sharing with the world – from the heart – and from the heartland.
What do you guys think? How does the creative culture where you live contribute to or hinder your ability to be creative?
P.S. I’d like to mention how much I’ve fallen in love with speaking. Over the past year I’ve found that I really have something to say – and I always learn so much in the conversations that follow. So I’m going to put myself out there and say that I would love to come speak to your organization, company or club – about anything from personal branding, to being a friendlier (and more efficient) creative, to blogging.
P.P.S. I’ll be facilitating a round table discussion at the Altitude Summit in Utah (January 2012) on using your blog as an authentic marketing tool. If you’re going to Alt I’d love for you to join me in this conversation.
Then you get to watch her grow and it’s strange how normal it begins to feel. You start to think 9 months is going to last forever – it’s easy to forget there’s a baby at the end of it all. It’s all about the pregnancy, the feelings, the anxiety, and the blunt, yet fascinating, conversations about vaginas.
And then one day you get a text saying “she’s here” and it’s kind of full circle back to the “I’m pregnant” conversation. Because you just can’t quite wrap your head around the fact that just yesterday your dear friend was telling you an everyday story about shopping at the grocery store and today –today, she has a baby.
I’m glad you’re here, Molly. The whole world is glad you’re here.
Jeremy and I hopped & skipped down to Texas for the weekend. I have a lot to share about what a great time we had with friends, old and new – but first, I have to honor The Road Trip.
There’s something about 4 wheels on an open road that makes conversation more honest, colors more vivid and the future so full of potential. Every song that came on the radio was somehow fitting for the soundtrack to an impossibly charmed ride down I-35. The vibration of the road under my seat became rhythmic and I swear, in tune with the hum of the universe.
And damn, if those kolaches at the Czech Stop in West, Texas aren’t the best thing in the whole world.
This time, 4 years ago, I had just moved into a little 1-bedroom duplex just blocks from downtown Oklahoma City after a lifetime in the suburbs. I had very little furniture and decided, on a whim, that I needed a desk. Even more than a sofa, I wanted a real desk. Something vintage and sturdy – with character and history. I decided that I was going to find this dream desk for $75.
Over the past 4 years this desk has been infused with the energy of a girl navigating her way through love, artistpreneurship, and more recently it’s become the place to hide under in the event of an earthquake (we had two big ones in just one week). I plan on hanging on to this desk for a very long time – but I hope whoever gets it next pays exactly $75 for it and finds it worth every penny.
It’s been over a year since our Everest Base Camp adventure. I didn’t think it was so life-changing at the time but now I know – that experience planted a seed, and since then Nepal, trekking, adventure and the need to see the whole world has been growing in my bones. Since then I’ve been asking myself what’s next?
A couple weeks ago Jeremy and I bought a ticket to Poland. Just like I was drawn towards Everest – Jeremy has had a hunch about Eastern Europe. So we followed his intuition and bought a ticket to Poland. While we’re there we will trek the High Tatras in the Carpathian Mountains. But we also have some time to explore the area around us. We’re thinking Prague, Vienna and/or Berlin – maybe even Budapest. Do you all have any recommendations? Do any of you live in the area? I’d love to meet any friends from J&K that we may have over on that side of the world.
The adventure is over half a year away, still – but it’ll be here before we know it. I can’t wait.