My journal entries this week revolved around bits and pieces of conversations ive picked up, whether its in the office, something I heard on the radio, or even things that stuck out to me in TV. Normally I always carry around a small journal with me wherever I go, in case I become inspired or decide to knock out some of the work I have to do and need to take notes. Even though I knew that I had a journal available, most of the time, when I overheard something, I would jot it down in my phone or on a post it, or the palm of my hand, to make sure I wrote the idea down first. I decided I would illustrate these sentences with the first image that appears in my head. As for artistic style, while I am normally a person who incorporates color into all my work, I decided to try an inkier approach, something that I haven’t done since my undergraduate studies. For the final images, was happy with the results as the lack of color allowed me to focus on the linework, the crosshatching, and where to incorporate heavy ink.
The first excerpt I took from a conversation between two of my coworkers who were talking about a show they were fans of. One coworker decided to try the workout the main character did, as it appeared simple, and proceeded to proclaim that it was much harder than it appeared. I thought the concept of training so hard your hair falls out was very funny, and interesting. How hard would one have to train for that to happen? Second image was derived from a conversation in home depot, between an employee and a customer. The employee was talking about workbenches, and the customer personified one specific work table in a way that definitely stuck out to me. The third illustration was based on a lack of toilet paper in my office, leading to 5 women running around in panicked states. The fourth illustration was taken from a sentence I read in Instagram, where someone commented that Lizzo, a female rapper, empowers women of color, and provides an overall experience that the world needs right now. The next day, my coworker was speaking about all of the decisions one other coworker had to make while experiencing loss. The conversation resounded with me. The next illustration was overheard. The sentence was said by a teenager in a mall, surrounded by her friends.






The emerging story journal could be a story of a woman who experienced a string of bad luck. Perhaps she was a fan of Lizzo and went out to one of her shows. While she was at the show, being away from her babies at home, she was called thick, which may have not sat well with her. Perhaps she decided to start working out at the gym and one day found herself lacking toilet paper in the rest room. She was forced to ask for help, hoping to find assistance from surrounding women in the bathroom, but no one could offer her the proper assistance, leading her to feel as if she were surrounded by idiots. She then proceeded to train for months, working to overcome self-esteem issues and the embarrassment she experienced in the bathroom, leading to her hair falling out, and quitting her efforts at the gym. Now, she hangs out with her babies and takes them everywhere she goes.
However, stringing these bits and pieces of several different conversations does not do justice to the truths that I witnessed these last few days. Piecing these stories together feels forced to create an outrageous story, when it could work best as multiple stories, or multiple truths.


































































