My mom has loved taking pictures since I think forever.
I did this very rough draft of a logo for her as a surprise. I had just had a heartbreaking but necessary breakup and was desperate for inspiration pretty much all the time. I was the only one in my apartment for the entire weekend. All of my roommates were gone and I had just lost all of my other friends in the breakup. I was truly alone for the first time in my entire life. Since I had nowhere to be and no one to hang out with, I went to the place where most women go when they find themselves in this situation: Target. After finding perfect corduroy shorts with tiny flowers on them and two tiny plants that brought me inspiration, I came home, opened the window to the beautiful weather and soaked up the sunshine in the safety of my room. I listened to music that made me feel like I could do anything. I took pictures of everything. The way my closet was organized, the way my bed was made, and the way the sun was shining on my computer and reflecting the silhouette of my ponytail suddenly were so important for me to remember for a very long time. Something happened. I had hope in all of this.
I sat down at my desk with graph paper and a Sharpie and this is what happened.
I’m so glad that this memory is still so vivid. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was learning how to be alone without being lonely. I was allowing my creative side to lead me and I followed whatever that process led me to do. It was the beginning of something: a draft and a subconscious thought process of the future. It was the same reason I bought shorts in November and the same reason the tiny plants got me so excited. I was living completely in the moment, but so hopeful for what was to come.