The Mean Reds

Catherine Nunnally Photography.

I will address this briefly because I don't want it to be a big point or a discussion. And I assure you, this is not that situation, or a way to open up a dialogue to point fingers or name names, as I will not do so.  But I need to say it aloud, or write it, as I have been holding it in for far too long.  I am becoming progressively aware of certain aspects of my work and in particular cases, my entire aesthetic, becoming increasingly evident in the work of others.  This is the nature of business and having an online presence and when you are not an inventor, but an innovator and an artist as I am,  it is difficult to know when the line was crossed, but easy to see once it has been.

I am coming to terms with this in my own way as I am not, in most cases, a confrontational person.  I would like my clients and followers to know that I am constantly working, innovating and transforming.  But, at times it is disheartening and I won't lie, it does affect me on a personal level, a financial level as I have lost clients to others, but most devastatingly - this type of action undermines my creative plane.  The act of creativity, novel thought, born in one's mind and translated through to the hand is such a complicated process already.  I am constantly amazed I can complete any task with the pressures, pushes and pulls - the mean reds - of everyday life getting in the way of the transmission process. Often it does; more so now. 

This post isn't about other designers.  It is about my own life and my own struggle as an artist.  I am not an angry or resentful person, or I try so much not to be.   I simply want to see come to fruition what I have spent four years building upon a combined nine years of education and specialized work.
I simply want to do what I love to do.