Finding Inspiration, Motivation, and Moving Forward

by Kellie on February 12, 2012

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Crap.  It’s been a while since I touched this site, and I’m fully aware that it flies in the face of what I intended to do with the Cracky Farm at the beginning of 2011.

But things change, as they say. Or more specifically, I change my mind.  Often.

I sorta accidentally started a freelance design business.  Even though I have a love/hate relationship with the profession, and the last time I tried the side hustle it ended up being more trouble than it was worth.

While I wouldn’t say I’m “passionate” about it, I kinda miss Illustrator if I avoid it for any length of time.  I miss drawing.  I miss that kind of creativity, since the day job is mostly prepress and conceptual work is rare (and usually involves cars. Cars can’t be wrapped online…).

And until someone employs professionals around my passions of pancake-eating and microbrew-sampling (at the same time even! What? I’m not always super health conscious), working from my laptop and paying my dues to the Adobe machine may not be such a bad gig after all.[......]

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The Self Rescuing Princess

by Kellie on December 3, 2011

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I’ve been pretty quiet around here lately.  Mostly, that’s from having been working like crazy to fund a wee adventure, but also because I’ve been feeling pensive.

Wanna know what I’ve been pensive about lately?

Princesses.  Of the fairy tale variety.

Yes, really.[......]

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Correcting Course

November 4, 2011

Upon reflection, I think I should have seen it sooner.  Like the time I was limping back to a group interview after I’d procured band aids from a concierge desk.  My new grown up “professional” shoes had cut up my heels, and I bled all over the hem of my rather uncomfortable power suit pants.  I was already feeling awkward and nervous, not so much because of the upcoming lesson demo, but because of how foreign the uniform felt.

After I had reconciled all the job rejections, I came to a realization:

I’m so burnt out.  And I’m just being silly.

Instead of looking for some kind of job security while I wander abroad, why not just go?[......]

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On Failures and Disappearing Acts

October 6, 2011

Oh, hi there.  Remember me?  I’m Kellie, and I used to write here from time to time.  Not on a terribly regular basis, but I didn’t leave it for months at a time.

Until I did.

So where have I been?

  • Maybe taking photos of my giddy self under the torii gates at Fushimi Shrine or next to Hachikō, the most loyal dog ever, in Shibuya?
  • Perhaps I’ve been busy taking that environmental science class that I was interested in at the community college.
  • How about pouting like a 4-year-old while generally being pissed off about things not going according to plan, and avoiding the internet so no one calls me out on it?

If you guessed the 3rd option, then you would be correct.[......]

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Get Out of a Rut with a Raw Challenge

July 13, 2011
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I’ve been in a bit of a food rut lately. Maybe it’s the triple digit heat. Or just boredom.  But I haven’t spent a lot of time cooking lately, even though I usually love finding new vegan recipes to try out.  Maybe it’s time for a reboot to get my culinary creativity going.

Luckily, Farnoosh from Prolific Living has started a 30 day raw food challenge. Bingo. This is just the kind of project I could use. She had told me about it at WDS, and the timing couldn’t be better. So, for the next month, I’ll be experimenting with raw foods, and I’d like you to join in the fun too.[......]

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5 Things I Learned From My Dad

June 19, 2011
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This past month we’ve all been inundated with Father’s Day ads.  You know, the ones where you show appreciation for your dad by buying him a tie, a drill, a TV, or some other cliched stereotypical gift.  Today, I wanted to honor my father’s memory by writing about some of the useful lessons he taught me.[......]

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