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blowing bubbles of giggling somethingness and why-nottie-tude, a creative laxative, a provocateur of visual burps and farts (ie: until the end of 2019 as design department head at the creative circus, and frequent side-hustley designer of designy stuff) – but also my every-other-time-o'-day approach.
hopefully this stuff is easily sharable, lots funner than having to read a lot, and not a big investment of time.
i hope you enjoy.
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I can’t quite get past the title of this one. It’s such a true statement. And it’s something I’ve really just recently become to come to terms with. The fear of failure looms large and fear by itself looms larger…but they just get bigger if you don’t do what you did. I have a list of things that need to be dealt with in the same manner…hmmm.
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with this, in particular, i just couldn’t seem to come up with something “different” enough, but something had to be done. the longer i postponed doing something, the scareder i got, so i stole from some old stuff i did. and there’s a little purple chicken in the middle.
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