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If you spend three seconds looking at my portfolio, you’ll notice the majority of my graphic design work has, thus far, erred on the side of cute and whimsical. I enjoy creating these graphics – not because “cute” is my personal style, but because it’s not.

I guess that sounds odd, right? Okay so maybe you’re right. But allow me to explain (in my long-winded rambling way.)

When it comes to my own personal style – both in terms of graphic design and general me-ness (yeah let’s just pretend that’s a word), I have a bit of a Jekyll & Hyde thing going on. On the one hand, I find Nature – in all it’s colours, textures and forms – to be an endless source on inspiration. While on the other hand, I’m attracted to dark, industrial, grungy, deconstruction.

scrapbook gothic scrapbook fallen angel

Little known secret: I kinda sometimes like scrap-booking. I may even at times find myself slightly obsessed with scrap-booking papers.
Hey! Remind me to show you the drawers of pretty papers I have squirreled away in my scrapbooking closet one day. *giggles maniacally*
*giggles even more maniacally at the realisation no one’s reading this and I’m talking to myself*

That’s not to say I don’t like to dabble in cute and pretty. Pretty things are lovey, for sure. But pretty grungy things are even better. I distress my photos with sandpaper; I love gardens when they’re rambling (much like my conversational skills) and filled with wildflowers; grunge textures make me drool; crumbling old stuff begs to be photographed… And my children are at their most adorable when playing in mud.

An ensemble of my photography that aims to make a point but ultimately does nothing to serve a purpose upon this page.

Beauty is at its best when it’s worn at the edges.

 

I like vintage nostalgia. I like chaos. I like Gothic romance. I like the whimsical. I like my flourishes and florals splattered with ink stains and treated with a grunge overlay. There’s beauty to be found in the darker side of life, and I enjoy exploring old cemeteries in search of it.

But like I said at the start of my post… *scrolls back up to remember what the point of this was* … I also enjoy creating graphics that are that are bright and fresh and kinda cutesy. Not because it’s my personal style, but because it’s not. I kinda figure that by stepping out of the confines of my own preferences, I can allow my imagination to explore different forms. And by doing so, delve into a side to my psyche that I usually try to smother under a pillow.

There’s really only so much a four-year-old needs to know. And in our family we sometimes tend to answer questions far too readily, and without always stopping to think about the appropriateness of the originally overheard conversation that prompted them to make inquiries in the first place.

Take this snippet from tonight for example:

THE LAD: Yeah! I can get suicide bombers for my game now!
THE LILY BUG: What’s suicide bombers?
ME: No….
THE LAD: They’re people with explosives strapped to them –
ME: Nooo…
THE LILY BUG: What’s explosives?
THE LAD: It’s –
ME: Jarrod! No!
THE LAD: It’s, uh… licorice.

Fortunately, the Lily Bug was spared from nightmares involving suicide bombers tonight. Instead she may dream of a Willy Wonka type land involving licorice straps as personal clothing items.

I’m not entirely certain if it’s nature or nurture, but sometimes our lovely kids come up with some strange stuff, right on their own accord and without any prompting from us at all.

Take this snippet of crazy for example: The other morning I woke to the Lily Bug standing beside the bed, growling beneath her breath while wearing this mask (painted by Guy Smiley the night before).

I won’t lie – I nearly shat a hole in the mattress.

 

On a brighter and completely unrelated note, here’s a wee gem that sprouted from a different conversation a couple of nights ago.

ME: You kids are geniuses.
THE LILY BUG: Wow! Really!!!
(I’m surprised at her excitement, and wonder how she knows what a genius even is. Until she turns to her brother and yells…)
THE LILY BUG: Guess what!?!? Mum said we’re GENIES!!