I’ve been spending some legit time in my studio lately, working on wedding invitations. which – has been great. I find that I actually yearn for those long winded sessions sitting at my desk and drawing my face off.
normally I listen to music. but with the repetitive task of drawing the same invitation design 85 times – I needed a bit more distraction. for the past week or so while in my studio, I have committed to a television show. listening to it season by season while slowly chipping away at this daunting wedding task. the trick though, was that it had be a show I’ve seen before (since I’m not really physically watching…but just listening). that being said, I decided to go with felicity.
it’s a strange feeling re-watching something you originally viewed years ago. it is emotionally familiar, but somehow visually remains or seems new. maybe it is the whole 1990′s nostalgia, the proverbial theme song, or the fact that in season one felicity wrestles with something I can relate to (just watch a minute into that) – but my netflix distraction tactic seems to resonate much deeper than I had anticipated.
of course my story is different: my folks fully support whatever I do, I’ve completed my undergrad, and I didn’t follow a boy to college (nor would I ever). but, I relate in the sense that felicity balances two things, two goals – being a physician, or being an artist. I find that the physician side of her character’s dilemma, parallels my continuous strife between being successful in my current advertising career and someday becoming an art history professor (or artist). two completely different paths, the left or the right, the analytical or the creative – I sit on that very same fence.
long story short – who knew that I could take advice from a fictional character straight out of a 90′s WB television show. while the polarity in these paths remain, why not simply maintain both to the best of my ability…until maybe one day – one will ‘out win’ the other.
“I know one day I’m going to have to make that decision. whether I want to be a doctor or an artist. I’m just – happy, that today, is not that day.” – felicity porter