Page from the ol' sketchbook that I turned into a pattern. Submitted it to a project but it unfortunately didn't get selected. What should I do with it now?
The Collective Laboratory is a project that I started with some design colleagues of mine during my senior year of college. We recognized a desire for more collaboration within the design program and took initiative to create a place for people to explore that. For the rest of the year we organized weekly workshops in my living room and coordinated public events to promote for an end of the year collaborative exhibition.
We talked to people, recruited members, generated excitement about your own work. We had a t-shirt competition and Semar taught us all how to hand screen print the winning designs over two afternoons in the textiles lab on campus. We took part in the annual Picnic Day event and held an live screen printing demo for the public, giving away free posters that advertised the show. We signed up in shifts to sell our shirts during school to raise money for the show. We printed posters with Clayton's A4 printer and hung them all over campus. Ivan and Angie designed a poster that eventually became our logo. Mitzi connected us with the school paper to get interviewed twice. We met at my house every Wednesday with drinks and food and [minimal] space to work on our pieces for the show. Eventually our evenings of good times doubled to twice a week in preparation for the show. With no project management experience under my belt and many trial and error moments, I learned so much about leadership, teamwork, timing, resources and people. That time of my life was so rich and good.
The article below is a feature on the third installment of the Co/Lab Show led by people who picked up the torch after I graduated college. Having people keep the fire burning was probably the most unexpected and inspiring part of that project. My peers and I were on to something at that time. And still to this day, I find myself looking for that feeling in my career and in my daily life. The desire for collaboration and community is human.
In the article, I mention personal potential. I think that the most powerful thing about being a part of a community is the resources that are available to you and that how you choose to utilize them is completely up to you. In a community you create relationships with others, and yourself. Standing next to one another you realize how tall you are, how loud you are, how brave you are, how talented you are. Among others you learn about your strengths and your weaknesses and you learn to accept them and work on them. In that setting, it's your potential that is realized, met, and raised.
A Collaborative Effort: Co/Lab show opens today in the Art Lounge
Written by LAURA KROEGER
Published May 28, 2009
If you've got that urge to create, you have more options for expression than those art studio classes that you can't really fit in your schedule.
Co/Lab is a loosely organized club made up of mostly UC Davis students whose mission is simple: to create art in a fun, collaborative way.
Works from the Co/Lab will be on display today through June 12 in the Art Lounge, located on the second floor of the Memorial Union. A reception will be held today at 5 p.m. in the Art Lounge.
The exhibit will cover a broad range of topics and media, inspired by collaborative ideas from Co/Lab members.
"The whole idea behind it was to get art students and design students together," said senior design major and club organizer Devin Croda.
He added that Co/Lab is designed to bridge two similar departments that often operate separately, though students from all majors and disciplines are welcome to contribute.
The organization began two years ago by UC Davis alumna Milan Phan, a design student who graduated in 2007. Tired of design projects restricted to individual work, Phan collected a group of friends in November 2006 and brainstormed the concept of Co/Lab into existence.
"It's interesting to see people take the initiative and get together with their own peers," said Phan, who was inspired by many peer-driven art shows in the area.
Co/Lab, which is short for collective laboratory, keeps one rule sacred: members can create whatever they want, as long as they create with another person. The group's intention is summed up by their motto "two heads are better than one."
Though Phan has graduated, undergraduates have stepped up each year to sustain the organization.
"The focus [is] on collaborating with all different types of people from different backgrounds and what comes out of that," Croda said.
"It's basically just a group of people getting together to do art - and it can be anyone," said Kyle Scollin, a senior graphic design major and organizer for Co/Lab.
Scollin added that Co/Lab is a non-judgmental space to explore creativity.
"As long as people are excited about [their art], I'm excited about it," he said.
Scollin and Croda organized the show in the Art Lounge, but they allowed each Co/Lab member to create and contribute their work on their own. In fact, setting up for the show was the first time the two had seen some of the artwork.
Some Co/Lab members created a miniature cardboard city, said to "come alive" with the help of a projector, Scollin said. Other members created pieces of trash art.
Also featured in the exhibit will be a photo project in which participating members took a picture every hour and documented the progression of their day.
Phan pointed out one of the most useful and unique aspects of Co/Lab. By standing next to another talented individual, you discover your own strengths and weaknesses and learn how to work with both, she said.
"You recognize your own potential when you work with other people," Phan said.
Co/Lab holds workshops on most Thursdays at Scollin's house. For information on how to get involved, contact Scollin at firstname.lastname@example.org.
My first time to Mexico couldn't have been any better. J and I flew to Cabo for a destination wedding—along with 30 other of our close college friends. I can't explain how cool it is to travel with friends to a new place. These are the friends we saw all the time in college over a decade ago. Wherever we went in Cabo, we saw friends as if we were neighbors living in paradise after all these years. We all used to work together at a restaurant, or were in the same fraternity, or were girlfriends or roommates of another...whatever connection that was then is still bond today and it was so special to time-travel back to easier, freer times.
We stayed at an all-inclusive resort called Fiesta Americana Grand. As an all-inclusive virgin, I was totally impressed! We could not get that level of service and quality of food at an all-inclusive here in the states. We ate at a different restaurant every night, ordered room service for breakfast and late night and by the pool, and slept on the beach watching the stars. Not to mention, the bride and groom did so much to make sure all their guests had an incredible time, from a welcome bonfire the first night to a pool party at the bikini bar the next day (not pictured).
Man, Sarah and Aug, you did it right. I hope you know all that hard work paid off. The wedding was beautiful and full of love. You gave us the most epic vacation ever. I'm so glad we could be there with you. Congratulations to you lovebirds.
I dug through my hard drive today and came across a folder full of Paris honeymoon photos that I passed over in the initial edit. The city was such a whirlwind at the time. All the photos were moments captured were shot from the hip like rapid-fire, crooked lines and all, ignoring the camera as best I could. Years later, these images takes me right back to those cobblestone streets... these photos make me feel old(er) yet lucky to have had the memory. It's time to plan another trip!
My passing thru St. Helena and the open hours of this store finally aligned last month. The window display marked with a mysterious "M" always caught my eye but it was always closed, which probably only fanned the flames of my wanting heart. This time I walked up to the door and pulled the handle, and instead of resisting against me as usual, it opened easily, and so too did my heart crack wide open.
I took the photo above as I was leaving. I remember feeling complete and utter awe of what I'd just seen and taking a photo was all I could do. Complete and utter amazement, wonder, and incredulity. The curator of this store had taste that was out of this world. Each piece of furniture, jewelry, light, or object make a statement. Either it was a bold statement made with delicate materials, or it was simply bold and unassuming. Nothing was purely beautiful without also being a little large, slightly weird, kind of funny, which gave it a kind of honesty. Every object was novel. I couldn't get over how I felt, like I just witnessed something. Have you ever felt that? The kind of open ended clarity that opens your eyes to a great, glorious possibility? I knew that I had seen a light. I knew that I'd met my desire. And now I have to do something about it.
I came across this photo in my phone and decided to post it. Then I decided to write a caption. Then I decided what I was going to write. Then I looked up the store online to see if "M" was short for something. I discovered that I'd heard about this showroom before; that it belongs to a local interior designer named Erin Martin that I'd researched in the past because she was the designer who staged a home that I'd been in and found so perfect that my husband and I decided to get married there. I had no idea of this connection to Erin Martin all those times I'd driven past the showroom, drawn to it, finally pulled in and impressed upon. It may not be the strongest connection, but I know enough to trust that it only takes a millisecond to make another.
So I'm here putting a feeler out there in the universe, a grand gesture in its own right, and may it help me find my way. And a feeler to Erin Martin, if she would ever entertain a conversation with me about her work, I am ready to listen.
Birth. Birth day. Birthdays. I always wondered what it feels for a mother to celebrate her child's birthday. I think I'll always look back at that day as "the day that everything changed". One moment I had a baby in my belly and the next, a baby in my arms! Whenever I look back at belly photos I find myself saying "You were in there, and now you're out here!" and it's a trip down memory lane.
I'm writing my birth story because I have the worst memory and I want to remember it in full. I'm sharing my birth story because even before I was pregnant I loved reading other women's birth stories. I found them to be some of the most raw, honest and unapologetic pieces of writing on the internet these days. Reading them shaped my expectations for my own labor and delivery, and they also affirmed that while women have been giving birth since the beginning of mankind, no two births are the same. Learning about the mysteries and magic of pregnancy and childbirth, I started to feel proud to be a woman.
As I add yet another birth to the ether-net, I want to write down certain aspects of my birth story that I feel were a) unique to my experience, b) things I wish more mamas elaborated on or at least mentioned in the birth stories I read.
Here we go....Read More