To Whom it May Concern:(which, as it turns out, is about 3 people)
I just checked... my last post was December 22, 2007. That's over a month. That is "so last year." Truth be told, it's been nice not writing on a blog. I feel like I went through a creative adolescence that was topped off with a rampaging creative puberty, which ultimately left me in a creative "angry at the man" volatility that was subconsciously pronounced upon my blog.
Fortunately, as with typical human development, those phases have passed, and I am again ready to embrace the responsibility of creative license upon a digital medium. Will there be times of disgust and frustration? Perhaps.
Was this the weirdest intro to a blog entry? Definitely. What it really comes down to, is that I just didn't want to write on my blog. I was sick of having "things to do," and somehow, writing a blog post made it on that list (albeit LOW on the list, but on the list none the less).
Since December, I have started another semester of school. I am currently enrolled in what is quite possibly the most frustrating semester I've ever had. I have great classes, which are taught by great professors... But I have come to the point in my BYU education (Advertising Major, Design Minor), where I feel like more of an indentured servant of the BYU Ad Lab. I love the work, I love the clients, I love the people, and the experience is amazing. The frustration that I have, however, is that each class I am enrolled in is merely an extension of the projects we are working on in the lab... Projects I normally get paid for. So, instead of just working on them in an "agency" setting in the lab, we have to go through the motions of making a class out of it all. Classes that merely slow down the process and add another "thing to do" to the list.
It doesn't help that my stomach / digestive system have been screwed up for about 6 months now. Granted, that is on the up, as the doctor's advice has proven to be somewhat helpful. Not infallible, but helpful.
Sometimes I wonder how the pioneers did it, but then I think, "Hmm.. they didn't have cell phones, they didn't have advertising programs and graphic design, they didn't have freelance clients breathing down their necks." I think, however, my life is still easier than theirs... One sentence I left off that phrase was, "they didn't give in to laziness and indolence."
On a more positive note, there was a press release from the Church today regarding the new First Presidency. I have always been so grateful to belong to a Church that believes in divine revelation. When President Hinckley died, no lobbying for positions began. No campaigning for voter support was enacted. The process was quiet, simple, and effective. President Monson is now the President of the Church, with President Eyring as the 1st counselor, and President Uchtdorf as the 2nd counselor. With that single announcement, the vast majority of the Church's membership accepted these men as those called by God to lead the church at this time. Without hesitation, without doubt, and without fear, the work of the Church and the functions it carries out goes forward, and each individual member is still the benefactor of the blessings of a divinely organized faith.
