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With what I am currently doing, an old riddle has surfaced again. What is the difference between graphic design and art? Is there a difference or is a graphic designer an artist?

A few years back I had a crucial experience when  I met a gallerist at a work function. She asked me what I do for a living and when I answered I am a graphic artist, she snidely remarked that would be a misnomer. All graphic designers are nothing more than would-be artists. She made a clear distinction between an artist and a designer and it was very obvious she didn’t hold the latter in high esteem.

I thought about this remark for a long time and after a lot of soul searching I figured out that for me personally the main distinction is the client. As a graphic designer I am commissioned to be creative within the framework of the wishes and financials of the client. It requires a lot of tact, but ultimately the client has the final say. To stay true to my soul  I have the option of choosing the clients I want to work for. My ones are mainly not-for-profit and small businesses who just set out. Along my career there were plenty of examples where I was happy I didn’t have to sign my name to the finished work (there are plenty of examples I am proud of too :).  You basically have to keep the customer happy and in the end he puts the bread on your table. If you are lucky you even have wine to go with it.

As an artist I am free. I can create whatever I feel like. No explanation needed. The only limitations are my skills and my ideas. I like to challenge both. Ultimately that is the reason I am an artist. Unfortunately if you want to survive on your art you have to convince others that you are the best otherwise you face starvation. There are so many truly gifted people out there and in the end the one who shouts the loudest will make it. This brings on a totally new set of problems. But one thing is for sure, independent you are not! So far, I have been fortunate enough that I could support my art habit with my other work.

But it is all becoming a bit blurry lately and I seriously have to re-think my double-tracked approach I lived comfortably with for such a long time. This is currently my biggest challenge. Any ideas?

volunteers

Yesterday the three volunteers and I went into the studio. And, boy, did we have fun! The images I had envisaged are simple clear cut full body shots of the individual puppets.  They bring out their character and can be understood without the background knowledge of the book or the blog. The three characters I dealt with yesterday couldn’t be more different. I took the images separately and what you see above is a composite.

I started off with Mouse. She is a cute little thing and yesterday came across as a little needy and, dare I say it, childish. While I was taking the images I was thinking about what kind of short caption would go with each of them. Mouse on the right definitely wants to have a hug. That is so her.

The second one was Alien. He is such a showman and a perfect model. No matter how he posed he always radiated enjoyment and fun.  Below is a composite of just a few of his images. He is so cool and his smile is simply infectious. I can tell you it is so much easier to work with someone who is plain fun. (I don’t know how reliable he is though. But as a model he did a fantastic job!)

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The last one was Devil. He is – as you certainly all know by now – one of my favourites. But he turned out to be a grumpy old fart in the studio. I just couldn’t tickle a smile out of him yesterday. Maybe he was a little envious because he had just watched me having so much fun with Alien, who is such a natural. But Devil shouldn’t be worried. I appreciate him for his own values and in particular his honesty. On the other hand I can’t take Alien seriously at all. And anyway, in the very beginning when I created Devil, I fell in love with him and wanted to print his face on a hoodie for winter. New Zealand isn’t terribly cold in winter (except the houses, because most of them are poorly insulated). Outside you won’t need a heavy coat. You get away with a sweatshirt with a hood to keep the wind off your ears, particularly when you are out walking.

devil composite

I don’t know what got into  Devil yesterday. I said to him he should look straight at me but he couldn’t even manage that. He argued a lot and always looked past me. Maybe it is not such a good idea to try and direct a devil on how he should pose. I will take him into the studio again today and hope he is in a better mood and just let him be himself.

In the end I asked Alien to get together with Devil for one last image. I thought he might be a good influence and cheer him up. It didn’t work, but I still love this image. I immediately thought of a caption for it: “Embrace Diversity”.

diversity1 This caption is the essence of the Dedes. And for me this image says it all. So, if Devil doesn’t shape up today, this might be the one I will print on my hoody!

I woke up this morning with the thought of expanding on the idea of “Embrace Diversity”. There are a few  pairings that wouldn’t speak to each other in real life. A prime example would be Rob D Light, the robber and Bobby the policeman. Or Mouse and Push Push, the elephant. Even Professor and Pig, the poster boys of the Dedes, are an unusual couple.

Once again, I will just tell them that this is what we are going to do. I am not fluffing about anymore. I have to show better leadership skills here. No more discussing things until the cows come home…

I got a request via facebook yesterday. The question was whether I could set up the Alien mug so that one can print their own name on it. I looked into it last night and yes, it is possible. So I will set this up later today. Thank you for the suggestion. I think this is a brilliant idea… if your name is on the Alien mug and you take it to the office, it certainly won’t disapear :).

Phew, I hope you enjoyed this little insight on how we work. We have heaps to do today and I better get on with it! mouse winner

The last image is of Mouse who never loses faith in the Dedes. She is a strong believer we are winners. Thanks Mouse!

volunteers

Today is another glorious, sunny day. It is hard to believe next winter and the cold are on the way and the Dedes have to think about their wintering grounds. Do you remember I had summoned them to come back to the house today as I have an important announcement to make? So far, no problem. They followed my request and arrived in little groups back home. Due to the sunshine, and maybe their extended holiday, they were all in a good mood and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Mouse did a head count and finally she said: “Everybody is here, so what is the big news you have to tell us?”

I was a bit nervous and had to summon all my courage. “Great to see you all back,” I started. “You know the situation. You were worried about the future yourselves. Wasn’t this the reason why you went into your strategy meeting and then to the retreat?”

“Don’t beat around the bush” Smuggy interrupted rudely as usual. “We want to know what you have to say. Spit it out, what is so important?”

I took a deep breath and got it out as fast as I could. “Okay then, in future you have to pay rent… that means you have to earn money!”

“What?” they all shrieked and instantly talked to each other in disgust. “She must be kidding!” “Did she say we have to earn money?” “How ?” “What happens if we can’t?”  “She has obviously had enough of us.”

Devil, the spokesperson, held his hand up to quieten the others and addressed me. “Hold on, don’t forget we are works of art. We are here for pleasure. You are the artist. You know very well as a real artist you have to suffer.  Get used to it!”

“Sorry, Devil, it is not open for discussion this time” I said.

“I disagree. Such a decision can never be a fait accompli!” Devil stood up to me and the others nodded silently.

“Hear her out first” Philosopher spoke up. “Why is your first reaction to changes always a resounding ‘No’?”

“Nobody likes to have such things sprung on them” Devil said a bit huffish, but shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, tell us how should we do it then.” He folded his arms and waited for me.

“I’ve done a little research while you were on your retreat and I’ve set up a Zazzle Store for you guys.”

“A what?” They all looked at me blankly. They are not really familiar with what’s going on in the big wide world.

“This is a store where products are manufactured on demand” I explained. “Artists upload the designs and only when somebody orders a product is it produced and shipped. Like Create Space for books, it is for mugs and t-shirts and such things.”

“So you are not going to sell us one by one? You are going to sell our images on mugs and t-shirts?” Devil asked to confirm whether he understood correctly.

“Yes, that is the plan. I have created a few items for you to look at, but I would need to take some new images. I thought I could start with six of you guys and do a photo shoot today and tomorrow. So who wants to give it a go?”

“Can we think about it?” “Can we have a look first?”

“Ah, what the heck” Devil said. “I was the first one who held his hand up when we were created. I am happy to go first again. It doesn’t sound too painful.”

“Good on you, Devil.” I was so excited that I had won him over.

“I am in too” said Alien. “It is something to write home about.”

“I am a patriotic Dede” Mouse added. “Of course I will join in!”

And this was it. The others tried to avoid my eyes. I think they want to see what the three volunteers will have to say after the shoot. In the meantime here is the link to the zazzle store dededesign. If you are not in New Zealand, you can choose your country at the bottom of the screen to see the prices in your currency. As I said before, there are only a few items in the store so far and I will work with the three Dedes to create more suitable images over the weekend. This gives the others more time to make their decision. Of course, if you have a favourite, let me know and it will be easier for me to convince them to partake.

deutsch Frauleins Art, Fly away

The week (yes it was only a week, not two) without the Dedes was like a holiday for me. And my head is brimming with new ideas. Thank God for that, because, honestly,  I really need to have new ideas. I just lost one of my jobs, I am not teaching this semester. For sixteen years it has been a regular income for at least half the year. This semester the  powers to be reduced the contact hours for the students and of course the part time staff had to go first. So I ended up with no hours, funnily enough at the same time I got a letter telling me my hourly pay-rate has increased. It is really quite hilarious.

I always had a plan for when this is going to happen. As soon as I am not tied down by weekly lectures, I wanted to go to Europe for an extended period and travel along the Baltic Sea eastwards. Unfortunately this is not going to happen now as we are doing up the house.  Bad timing I’ll say.

Sorry, I am blubbering at the moment and if my Dedes were here they would now remind me, “it’s not all about you, Missi!” But of course I am constantly thinking about what I should do next.

The Dedes won’t like what I have to tell them when they come back. (Maybe they sense something is up and this is the real reason why they stay away). I will have to tell them – and  believe me, it doesn’t come easy –  they will have to pay rent. They have to stop being freeloaders and contribute to our daily living cost. Otherwise I won’t be able to keep them and will have to find myself another honest job. Still, I don’t want to sell them, they have too many stories to tell. I came up with another idea and summoned them to the house for the weekend to break the news. No discussion this time. I will just tell them! Unless, of course, they have come up with a brilliant idea themselves.

Because I feel so bad about it, I am wondering what they are going to say. I have to prepare myself mentally for the right answers. I can hear Devil already… telling me the whole house thing was my idea, therefore I have to deal with it. They also might want to move back to the burrow as soon as I tell them, as life is so easy there. But let’s face it, the burrow is only a summer house – come winter and the rain, they must come inside. Then they will be very, very happy that the house is done up and warm and spacious and they have the large new studio space to run around in. They really have to be realistic about it. I am not asking too much, am I?

mouse packing

This morning Mouse was packing her bags again to return to the burrow and the others. I had to ask her: “How is it going up there, it must be quite crowded?

“No, no, it is a very spacious burrow. I wonder how Harvey, who is constantly broke, could afford it. He must have done a lot of work himself.”

“And how is it going with Pavlova? Isn’t she sick of having you all around?” I remembered how Pavlova sat quietly in the corner at our last party watching the others rather than partaking.

“That is the biggest surprise” Mouse stopped for a minute and looked at me. “She is really, really nice. She is the perfect host.”  Then she told me that she thinks it must have something to do with it being Pavlova’s own familiar patch and she makes everybody feel comfortable without being overbearing. And Harvey just adores her and is so proud of how she looks after the house and everybody.

“I am surprised to hear that. I thought she is focused on having a good career. Didn’t Harvey say she put herself through school and landed a good job in a lab? Now you say she is the perfect host. You say she is a good home maker.”

“Yes, right, but this isn’t a contradiction, is it?” Mouse asked, then gave the answer herself.  “She has made her own cosy nest and feels secure in what she is doing. That’s her world. With all the pressure from her family I can understand that. Can’t you?”

mouse aid

Mouse was back this morning, all by herself. I was very surprised as she is the one who loves company and organising meetings. She thrives on being busy and Sunday is usually the busiest day of the week for her. But this morning she was very subdued.

“So you are all back from your retreat then?” I asked.

“No, it is just me! I needed a break. This lot is so disorganised. Grrr. I can’t stand it. The discussions go round and round in little circles and we will never agree on a workable solution.” These frustrating words were so out of character. Mouse thoroughly believes there is always a win-win solution, you only have to find it.

“What are you actually trying to do? Don’t you think you should talk to me? Whether you like it or not, we are shackled together. I am still your artist…!”

“That is the problem. It is pretty much about you” she blurted out. “We are very concerned about you!’

“Concerned? About me?” I was surprised. “What have I done now?”

“We think you have too much on your plate and you take on more and more!” Then she reminded me what I have committed myself to over the next few months. Not only am I writing the new book about Lou, the love sick puppy, but I will have to prepare the exhibition and I am doing a stop motion film with some friends. All this is happening while we have some major building going on. “And I don’t even want to mention your work situation” she finished with a very worried look in her face.

“Ah yes, I just have lost one of my jobs, that is a fact of life. I will have to fill the void somehow, but let this be my problem not yours.”

“We have the feeling that because you spread yourself too thinly, the quality is suffering! One can tell your heart isn’t in it as it was in the beginning.”

“That is a bit unfair! I really look after you, don’t I?” Though I had to concede, it is a nuisance that my studio is packed up and I can’t make any new puppets for the time being.

“The zing is definitely gone!” Mouse stated matter-of-factly.

“Love changes over time. You can’t expect that we will be on our honeymoon forever.” I replied defiantly.

“We know that. But it is still sad and we want to help you find your old self. We want to make sure that you love us for a long time to come.”

It was so sweet of Mouse to say that and I had to give her a big hug.

philosopher cleaning

This morning we received another story for the competition. This time from our longstanding friend Arindam in India. He had exams and only got round to writing the story yesterday. He tells us how the image came about on a lovely spring day.

Unfortunately the Dedes are still missing and I can’t share my excitement with them. But I hope you all have a look. Don’t forget you can still write something about the image. The deadline is tomorrow (the rules are here).

I received a concerned question from Leopoldine asking what the skull in yesterday’s post was. It is nothing malicious, just a cow’s head I found when I rambled through the woods. The cow certainly died of old age. We don’t have predators in New Zealand that could be dangerous for animals the size of a cow. We don’t have venomous snakes and only one rare type of venomous spider. So life is pretty safe here. (Though I should add there was a fatal shark attack on Auckland’s West Coast last week. The first one in 37 years.)

This morning I finally made my way to the bottom of the garden and found Philosopher doing chores on his boat.

“Where are all the others?” I asked.

“With the builders in the house it was too noisy. We were only fighting and everybody got more and more agitated. No way we could have made any decisions. So Harvey invited all of us to his new burrow on the mountain top!”

“And why are you here and not with the rest?”

“I can’t stand decisions by committee. When you try to please everybody you will always end up in the middle of the road!”

“Tell me, what are they trying to do anyway?”

“I can’t reveal that. I have no mandate for it. You will have to wait!”

“When are they coming back then?”

“Who knows… When they are ready!” Philosopher looked at me and added “Didn’t you say earlier in the week we will quickly find out who needs whom more?”

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If the Dedes have an issue, they send Devil to have a serious talk with me. I expected him to come around last night but he didn’t show up. I still don’t know what happened in the meeting and being left out of the loop makes me increasingly concerned.

When I have a problem with the Dedes I usually go and see Philosopher and pour my heart out. He is a very level-headed guy and even though he is only watching from the sidelines he always seems to know what’s going on. He is very good in figuring out the real issues. Even if you don’t like it, he can tell you the most awkward truth and you will still be okay with it. Sounds like the perfect puppet –  one you want to have around all the time. But no, he has one big  downside unfortunately. He isn’t funny at all. Gossip, irony, jokes… all the ingredients that help you cope with life are totally lost on him.

He lives at the end of my garden in a derelict boat and only comes up to the house occasionally to catch up with the rest of the Dedes. But I meet him once a week on Wednesday mornings for a walk. He sort of acts as my shrink. We have great  insightful conversations and then I am set for the week to come, until we meet again. Unfortunately he couldn’t make our morning walk this week for obvious reasons. He too was is this silly meeting. I really would have expected him to tell the other Dedes he can’t miss our weekly appointment. But no, the Dedes were obviously more important to him than I was. I was very disappointed as I had to go for my walk on my own.

Without Philosopher my thoughts were going round and round in little circles and rather than being relaxed, I came home in a bit of a state, thinking the entire Dede World is conspiring against me. At this stage the Dedes were still in their meeting and I went to work and then to sports.

When I came home on Wednesday night they had all left. I couldn’t find them anywhere. The next day Devil didn’t show up like he usually does when there is an issue and it got too late and too dark to make my way to the end of the garden…

What am I going to do? What if they never come back?

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Yesterday was the day. The first anniversary of my blog. Unfortunately the protagonists were missing. What a sad situation. I couldn’t really celebrate, could I? Not without my Dedes?

I have to admit, when they went into their strategy meeting I was shocked to hear I wasn’t invited. My initial thought was I must convince them they really need me. But being forced to step away from my Dedes and keeping myself busy with other stuff I had neglected for some time, I realised they need to explore their own ways. In the end they will figure out they need me more than I need them.

Do they really think they can do away with their artist? I am quietly confident I know the answer.

Let’s face it, it is a power game. One day they are scared of a looming end because I don’t look after them well enough. The next day they feel so confident and cocky about their own ability. Convincing themselves they could do a much better job than me and they should do  away with me altogether.

I wish I wouldn’t get involved in their little games, but I am not super-human. For some reason or another I always end up in the thick of it.

I am not sure what happened, but last night when I came home from sports the door to their meeting room was flung wide open, light still blazing, and no Dede to be seen. I looked in all their usual hang-outs, but the only thing I could find was a discarded robe. They must have left in a hurry.

I know by now they have a habit of leaving in a huff, but they always come back.

While I am waiting, I want to remind our readers that our story-telling competition is still on until 4th March. I called it a competition for lack of a better word and because you can win a Dede book or postcards. Alien still wants to have a new background story :)

harvey angry

The hardcore Dedes put their heads together again to come up with a good idea for the anniversary. They were having a very animated discussion when Harvey burst into the room airing his displeasure about last Saturday.

“How come” he demanded in a very upset tone, “that you warmly welcome any Tom, Dick and Harry, or Lil’ Sculpture for that matter, but give Pavlova the cold shoulder? Lil’ Sculpture is not even a Dede!”

“That is so unfair” said Mouse. “I tried very hard….”

Devil just looked at her and shook his head to indicate she shouldn’t take the bait. Not an easy feat for Mouse as she has a strong sense of fairness, particularly when it comes to how she treats other Dedes.

Philosopher observed the whole scene from his favorite spot on the sofa. “Give them time, all of them. You should know by now you can’t force friendship!” he said quietly. “Pavlova is a bright young thing, she will find her way! Let them sort it out.”

“You know Lil’ Sculpture might be a bit naive, but he talks to everybody. You just have to love him” added Mouse. She really needed to have the last word.