So, I have a new client. A demanding, almost-full-time client. And I love it. I’m pleased to be working with OK Mozart as their marketing and public relations director. I have been freelancing for them for a couple of years and the people — and the music — are wonderful! I am so excited to be a part of such a grand tradition in the Bartlesville community. The 32nd festival June 11-18, 2016 will be my first, but the excitement isn’t waiting until then. In fact, OK Mozart is introducing it’s new Ambler Hall, an acoustic concert venue with 100 seats, with it’s first concert on August 28. Check out the billboard I ordered today.
Lots of interesting musical things going on here but I didn’t like the femininity of the lyre shape as well as having the logo associated with any single instrument, even though the trumpet is very engaging.
The final design incorporates something that sets Ambler Hall apart: its gorgeous chandelier, donated by a patron. It’s the first thing you see upon entering the small hall and it is the perfect icon to associate with the acoustic hall that can also be rented for receptions, weddings or meetings. It’s elegant, simple and a good choice! Next post, I’ll list the style guide variations.
These invitations use some lovely artwork of a young woman in armor originally created by Judy Cooley. She graciously gave us permission to use them for our stake events (auxiliary conference and women’s conference) this year. I love the ENLISTED adaptation of her work. You can find more of her work if you search for Judy Cooley Deseret Book and Altus Fine Art.
There’s a Mexican restaurant in Bartlesville, La Fiesta, that I’ve never been to — not because it’s not popular but because when we stayed in the hotel that shares it’s parking lot (while our home was under construction), we witnessed the chef puking out back then go back in. The next night we witnessed an ambulance take away a customer. We kind of figured that was an omen and wrote the restaurant off without ever actually trying it. I found it interesting, then, that I was tempted to go when I was requested to design these coupons for Father’s Day. I was relieved it was on Sunday because that eliminated my temptation altogether since we try our best to not eat out on the Sabbath Day. I just may have to try it another time, though!
Here’s the original link to pieces of stock art by CharlieZ. I like my adaptation and his stock art did make it very easy.
I love the posts all over Facebook today celebrating fathers, husbands, and even young men who are not-yet-dads. There are exceptions to the fatherly role in all varieties, and for many reasons, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that it is fun to see so many loved and appreciated dads all over the world! It kind of restores my faith in humanity.
I love my own father very much, and I called him today. It is good to hear his voice and I am so thankful he is still on this Earth with us so that I may call him anytime, for any reason. He’s that kind of dad (and with his sleeping schedule, he’d probably be awake at any time of day or night!). But today I want to focus on the father of my children, otherwise known as the love of my life.
My man. Where do I start? We often joke that the reason we married (and stay married!) is because we’re each so weird that nobody else would have us. It’s probably true, at least for my part. My husband IS weird but he’s also so many good things that any woman would be lucky to have him.
My man loves me. He loves me nice, grumpy, fat, skinny (and every size in between!). He loves me blonde, brunette, hair falling out, good hair days, bad hair-don’ts. He loves me 24/7 even when I force him to watch yet another BBC murder mystery.
My man lets me sleep. I need lots of sleep just to function. I need even more sleep to be kind. My husband, however, has the ability to nap in short intervals anytime, anywhere. It’s truly a gift, and one I wish I had. He is also very kind on very little sleep. It says quite a bit about his character! I had a coworker once who complained about his wife still being in bed when he left for work in the early morning, nevermind they had small children and she was probably still tired from giving birth to them! Don has never once begrudged me one minute of sleep. Not one minute! He is the kind of husband who got up with the newborn babies, without complaining, for nearly a decade — not just occasionally, but 99% of the time! Because he can. Because he cares. Because he knew if I got up, the world would be up with me. Also, because he loves babies. I love that I can’t stop him from making goofy faces at babies in Sacrament meeting at church.
My man loves animals. I recently witnessed him let a chihuahua (our least favorite type of dog) put his bum in his face and watch two hours of television with that puppy on his chest. He often stops on highways and back-roads to help a turtle cross the road. It has been said you can tell much about a man by the way they treat animals and, if that is true, this man’s heart is golden.
My man is patient. He’s not only patient with the kids, he’s patient with me. He’s the kind of guy you would be lucky to get on the other end of a suicide line! His voice is calming and he defuses situations with ease. He excelled at a computer call center job early on in our marriage because he has a way with helping people out in the toughest situations while keeping calm. Nothing seems to phase him. He’s temperance personified.
My man is kind. He would never intentionally hurt anyone. We have been married almost 25 years and I have never heard him say a bad word about anyone else, even when I’ve tried to goad him into it! He has feelings and gets hurt and might even think something negative but he knows how to “bridle his tongue”. Which brings me to…
My man reminds me of James. Yes, the scriptural James, brother of John. As far as apostles go, Peter is the Hollywood superstar – everyone loves Peter because he’s identifiable and has such charisma. John is beloved. But James? We hardly ever talk about James. Let me tell you a little of what I’ve learned about James over the years — he is smart, kind, dedicated, worthy, righteous, valiant and quiet. I know this about James because I have come to believe James’ personality was probably similar to that of my husband. In fact, James’ short chapters in the New Testament talk about bridling your tongue and being valiant. Yep. That’s my man.
My man is a true gentleman. He holds doors open for ladies and those that are less-than-ladylike because of who HE is, not because of who is walking through the door. He is quick to help and, over the years, has never complained about any service he has rendered. His example has taught his sons well as they have carried on the tradition of helping people move, paint, clean gutters, fix windows, replace appliances, fix cars, fix roofs, install garage doors, etc. Our sons are better for his example. He helps so much that sometimes things at home get put off way too long. He is always helping someone in some way — often ways I’m not even aware of.
My man is steadfast. He is my rock. He is solid. He is the one who always answers reassuringly when I ask, “Are we going to be okay?”
My man is strong. He has lifted many washers and dryers on his lone back.
My man is not greedy. He would never dream of having a brand new, shiny truck as long as there are family needs that take precedence. He dreams of the truck, I assure you, but he’s patient enough and willing to wait until our kids are on missions and through college (or at least until his current 15 year old SUV breaks down for good!).
My man is confident in his own way. He does not get jealous. Believe me, I’ve tried!
My man is easygoing. He takes things one day at a time and everything in stride. I once asked where he’d like to be buried (I was not plotting his death!) and he said, “I don’t care, I’ll be dead!” Yep. That about sums him up.
My man is smart. I spent the first 10 or 15 years of our marriage thinking I was smarter. But, over the ensuing years, I have realized that he is WAY smarter than I am. A few things I’ve learned from him a little too late: there is wisdom in not responding to emails and phone calls right away; I don’t need to respond immediately. I still struggle with this but often, things work out on their own and usually by those who harbored the initial problem in the first place. People must be given a chance to solve their own problems whether that is at home, work or church. The Lord helps those who help themselves! I’ve also learned that simple is good. One can fulfill an obligation without going overboard or complicating things. For me, this concept was — and still is — revolutionary. The marketing person in me wants to plan, advertise, aggrandize and make things bigger and better — which is often not appropriate. Much like how the still, small voice of the Holy Ghost pierces the soul, simple action in fulfilling callings and obligations can be more effective than any other superfluous activity. He does what matters most and he does it right. There’s James showing up again.
My man is a hard worker. He has worked full-time and then an overnight part-time job on the side as well as finishing his Master’s degree while working and raising small kids. He is the type of man who would do any kind of work to support his family. He would never say any work was beneath him if his family was in need.
My man loves nature. He is a fisherman at heart. I don’t get it, but whatever. He loves it so much that he fly-fished for fish (not trout!) in Omaha occasionally over his lunch breaks in small streams near his workplace. He loves to tie flies and has taught his boys. No vacation is complete without a state park visit, fishing or hiking. We have been to so many zoos and state parks, I’ve lost count! He is the perfect father for our boys.
My man eats anything. Even when I have called and asked him what he wants for dinner, he says the same thing, “Anything.” He has never once complained about anything I’ve ever cooked. He often praises my cooking and is the only willing leftover-eater in the house! As if that weren’t good enough, he occasionally comes home after a long day and cooks for the family — especially if I’m still at the computer finishing up a job. He knows how difficult it is to work from home and fit everything in. The crazy thing is, this man cooks with love. Everything he makes tastes fantastic and the kids have requested his cooking more than mine. He has the patience to chop and dice finely (which I don’t – you get big chunks of onion from me because I’m always in a hurry!). He knows just how much mustard and onion go together for the perfect hot dog topping. He is grill master. I say, with 100% certainty, if he ever left this Earth while I was still on it, I would never grill again (mostly because I don’t even know how to start the grill). His steaks and chicken are legendary and he often is the one who grills for company.
My man is athletic. Some people might laugh at this but they shouldn’t! He often runs with me on Sunday mornings and he hates running! He says he’s willing to go just because he wants to spend time with me doing something I love. The thing that really ticks me off, though, is that he can run for two weeks and go farther and longer than I’ve been able to work up to in 9 years of running! He’s got good genes.
My man helps around the house. More often than I’d like to admit. He fixes things, cleans and pitches in just about every way imaginable.
My man is funny. Seriously, funny. Our children have great senses of humor and I think they get this from their dad. He makes me laugh often!
My man loves books. Recently we had a book “race” where he read the paper book and I listened to the audiobook while I exercised and we finished at the same time. It was funny how often we would end the day just at the same “scene” and it was fun to discuss it a little at night.
My man is righteous. I don’t mean self-righteous. He’s not that at all. He is righteous in that he loves God with all of his heart and is a valiant priesthood holder in our home. He blesses our children before school years begin, before scout camp, before anything and anytime we ask for a father’s blessing. He’s not perfect, but he’s trying and he’s perfect for me.
Happy Father’s Day, Don. You’re still my best friend and the first person I call for anything. I’m sorry you had to leave at 7 a.m. for California on this Father’s Day — know you are loved and missed at home. I love you. We love you. You are the best father to our children I could have ever hoped for.
All design work isn’t fun or glamorous. Scratch that. MOST design work isn’t fun or glamorous at all because it’s the actual do-this-to-get-paid variety of work (even if it’s ugly). Take this project: I was asked to recreate a farrier’s logo for a 73″ wide banner. It wasn’t difficult to do but it took time to redraw in Illustrator and get it right. There was no using any sort of conceptual design skills — just rote recreation of a graphical element. The project used my expertise of Illustrator but I had no creative liberty whatsoever, which is fine. It pays the bills. Just like any other occupation, graphic design is work — and work I’m grateful and blessed to have! After all, there are worse ways to make a living…
One of Bartlesville’s finest local establishments, Tate Boys Tire, is running a social media contest and I was asked to design their promotional signs for print and online/web. If you want to enter the contest, go to the Tate Boys Facebook Page and just like and share the image!
The program for OK Mozart’s L’Amore d’Italia Ball is a smaller, 4-page, 1-fold piece. I love the interior and it printed nicely on a heavy linen stock thanks to Bartlesville’s best print shop. It turned out just lovely! Osage Casinos sponsored the event and the mask picure on the cover was taken by local artist Gary Gibson.
I’m loving the interesting flow of work coming from Bartlesville’s local print shop. There is, however, the problem of recreating things to print EXACTLY as a client requests — but that is ugly as all get-out. It nearly killed me the other day to save a print-ready file using the Hobo font. The project here called for Rage Italic and a graphic with lines that I absolutely do not understand (It’s so abstract, it could mean anything!). Kill me now. But, such is the life of a print shop — the client’s requests always come first! And if you are the client and you happen to read this: take it from an experienced designer — it’s time for an update on your logo and materials. You don’t even have to hire me. Just, for the love of all that’s holy, refresh your brand.
There’s a great little print shop here in Bartlesville, aptly named Bartlesville Print Shop. The owner is a smart man. He hired a talented young girl who is his right-hand-woman most days. The girl is on a sabbatical for school or something (I forget; let’s face it, I can barely keep track of my own life) and even though I swore off taking additional work for the summer, I decided I could spare a month or so and help out the print shop on an as-needed, contract basis. It’s kind of fun having a print shop as a client — which is actually a first for me. It’s a never-ending stream of varied work! It definitely keeps me on my toes. This poster was designed a few days ago and by the next time I stopped into the shop, he had them printed and ready to go — such a great printer. Seriously, if you don’t have a favorite local printer like ours in Bartlesville, go find one! A good printer makes ALL the difference…
So, these are quite simple but since they’re only 2″ wide and they pack a lot of info, it is important to make them readable but still stand out on the entire huge newspaper print page full of black and white! Enter the diagonally cropped picture. It really works! It adds just enough visual “movement” to help the ad stand out on the static page and draw the eye of the reader. Take a look and see which is your favorite. These 8 ads are being printed in a series in the Bartlesville Examiner-Enterprise newspaper, based on which performer is coming up next chronologically.
These are similar to the Fun Run poster and t-shirt because it should have the same look but be independent. The Fun Run T-Shirt is going to be printed on sapphire blue so the t-shirt I’m suggesting here is to be printed on neon yellow. If it’s not in the budget this year, perhaps next. Bright colors are so much fun for t-shirts, especially for kids!
I submitted about 9 different designs and these are my favorite versions. The local printer prefers one color, so I was challenged to do an eye catching design while only using one or two colors to keep costs low. Mission accomplished! Which design would you prefer? Do you think Mozart actually said these quotes? Logo front pocket, this design printed large on the back side of the t-shirt design.
In the end, in a somewhat heated debate, my client chose to print two different designs — each of which was liked by different personnel who adamantly did not like the other design! Which makes me think of the phrase, “If everybody likes what you’re doing, you’re doing something wrong!” Not a bad motto to live by! I’m curious, though, which of the two below would you choose?