The article

When I found out that one of my projects for Digital publication was to create a magazine article, I was unsure of what to really expect. I’m not familiar with using InDesign, but after one day of using it, it became easy to use. I know it’s only week 2 of this course, but I get the feeling that this project will be the most fun.

My previous work

I am looking forward to sharing my previous creations with the students. I’m not trying to be conceded, but I am proud of my work and would love to share it with others. I hope to share the abstract side of my creations. And by doing that I will be adding necessary colors to unite with the magazine. So far, I’m proud of how well the images and layout are working well together.


I did not get a chance to ever present my first project, but I will do my best when presenting my second project. Even though the day has not come already, I’m pretty confident on how I will present my work. If I’m truly proud of something, my confidence is high. Definitely looking forward to the day.


Gaining Confidence in Design

Joining intro

I started my major course on August 2016. I still remember how I felt, excited! I  joined the class the same time as two other individuals, Hannah and Macayla. But also in the class there were a couple more students who have been there for months. Me not knowing anyone made me nervous. It got to the presentations where I got even more nervous! The first time standing in front of others made my stomach hurt. I didn’t know what to say or how to even present myself. Not only that, but I was not ready for the critiquing. Even so, I got through it. Or more like i’m used to it, and i’m acceptable of what others have to say.


It is because of my classmates’ critiques that I was able to grow as a designer. I learned that not everyone will give positive feedback, and they will give you better suggestions. After the months, I even started to critique more myself to help my classmates. We’re here to improve ourselves, but at the same time help others. That is why as time passes by, it’s not just me, but everyone’s presentations are getting better.

Ending it

I want to end my major with a better character. One of my mistakes a few months ago was that I let my personal life interfere. I have two months left. I know that i’m a great designer, which is why I must show it. I am ready for what’s left to come and show my classmates my future creations. Compared to day one, I’m more confident. All I want now is for my instructors to soon see it.

My improvement

Whenever I draw, I tend to draw people over anything else. That is why I always found out it quite difficult to draw the drawings given for me to copy. They were very abstract to me, and hard to recreate. Even so, for the first time I enjoyed the weekly drawings.


My favorite drawing was the fabulous fox. I’m not the greatest when it comes to drawing animals, that is why I was surprised with how good this one came out. There was barely any erasing as well. By drawing this, I ended up admiring the beauty of this drawing.

Have I improved after doing several assigned drawings? Yes. Even though I’m not the best, I feel like I have better judgement than what I did before.

Illustration is useful

Graphic Design “the art or skill of combining text and pictures in advertisements, magazines, or books.” Various areas of art help form graphic design, but with how technology has developed nowadays, illustration doesn’t always pop into one’s head when referring to graphic design. As in for myself, I didn’t expect to have any assignments that required me to draw by hand during my Graphic design classes.

Every week, the students have to redraw an artwork that has been already created. At first, I didn’t like the idea because I saw no purpose in it. But my professors would always tell us that there was use in it, and they wanted our illustration skills to improve. But why always focus on our illustration skills, when there’s other things to learn?

Don’t get me wrong, I love drawing, and I am grateful that I learned more about Illustrator. Being good at illustration is very useful! There’s so much competition going on especially since businesses need a designer. The more skills you have, the more useful you are. And being good at illustrating only increases your chances of getting hired.

Fashion Illustration

I was hit with the question “What sector of Illustration will you enjoy the most?” Ummmm what? How can I give an answer when I’m unsure myself. Thankfully after reading “The Fundamentals of Illustration” I know I can answer that question now.

I happen to adore fashion! Once again, at a point I wanted to be a fashion designer. Damn, I really have a majority of career options. I’ll be honest, I had no idea Fashion Illustration was even a thing. Yes I am aware of the sketches, but that’s it. Now i’m upset with not knowing about this any sooner, but I am glad that I recently learned about it. So, what sector of illustration will I enjoy the most? I’m going with fashion illustration.

It’s a perfect combination! Illustration, fashion, I love it! Every fashion company needs a fashion illustrator. And each company has their own style. Even though following a trend will sell more, a fashion illustrator should still create something new and original. It’s a challenging job, but the fact that an outfit will most likely come to life means it’ll be worth it to me.




How I feel about Illustration nowadays

Keeping it old fashioned

I spent the majority of my free time as a child drawing, and that hobby of mine is what made me want to be an animator. The only problem was that I only knew how to create characters through paper and pencil not computer. It is 2017, most illustrations are shared from computer programs, that ruined my hopes.

Digital Illustration

I was introduced to Adobe Illustrator on September 2017. I was excited to use it at first, but turns out that I did not like the program. It was different from paper and pencil. I struggled using the pen tool, and it was hard to keep the brush tool steady. Because I got to experience what it was like to create illustrations digitally, I began to admire most illustrations. I’m referring to the simplest creations. Because art has developed, it is not easy to create something incredible digitally. And making a career out of it is by far even more incredible. I’m still learning more about the program, and my hatred has decreased for certain. The things I’ve created, simple. And I’m totally fine with that. I still love drawing by hand, but this is a nice change. And with more practice, my art will improve.

Use of a pencil

The use of a pencil is what defines the practice of illustration today. High school days I took drawing classes, and now in college I’m taking an illustration class. Learning about digital illustration isn’t something you learn in a day. It takes lots of time, and a series of classes. Otherwise, there wouldn’t even be art schools. Drawing has many uses, therefore it has to be taught.


Dying my hair

Mom’s an influence

I realize that most of my interests start at such an early age. Before entering middle school, my mom’s gray hairs started to show. She wanted to cover that, so she finally decided to buy hair dye. I was excited for her, especially since I’ve never seen the process of the change in colors. I went to the bathroom with her, and kept pestering her to let me try it out myself. I was a dark brunette, I wanted something else. Unfortunately I was just a kid and wasn’t allowed to. I did try however. I put the remaining of the hair dye on my hair. Not very wise. Once I was in middle school, my mom did let me try it out. I went from a dark brunette to a golden brown. Thinking about it, it looked ugly on me. But at the time I was happy because my hair was a different color. The experience was different.

Trying new things


I hated my natural hair. It was too long and thick. I wanted to be one of those girls who put their hair down, without looking like a witch. I couldn’t do that, I had it up in a ponytail for ages. Once I was going into high school, I decided to cut it off. Was it the nicest hair cut? No, but it was a start. After that, I wanted to explore new styles. I easily got bored with only one hair style. I eventually decided to do something crazy and go for purple hair. It was a risk. I didn’t know how my parents would’ve reacted, and who knows if it would’ve looked nice. I still went for it. I received countless compliments and the style suited me. My mom even accepted it, she didn’t think of me being any less of a person. I was even happy with how it look, but I did get bored. I then got into the habit of dyeing my hair. I went to pink next, blue, green, brown, red, orange, and so on. I even forgot, but I had so many colors in such a short time. My problem was that I was young, and did not know how to take care of my hair.

Do I regret it?


It got to the point where before my senior year, I had to cut it all off. I did it because it was for the best. I then felt so insecure. Short haircuts are not ugly, there are women who can pull it off. I could not however. I felt uglier than ever, makeup barely helped. After two months, I started to love my short hair. It was easy to take care of it, and apparently made me look younger. I wanted my hair to grow out healthy, but I was impatient. After six months, I went back to my old habits. I decided to go for blonde, because that’s the only color I never had. I should’ve waited, but it was tough. Going blonde was a long process, and still is. Since it was even expensive, I decided to keep it for over a year. If I wanted to go for a funky color, I would just wear wig. I love wigs, they helped control my habit of changing my hair. Being at this age, 20, I am more careful with my hair. Do I still want to try out new things with my hair? Of course! I currently have pink hair, which i’m happy about. There’s nothing wrong with trying new things out, just as long as you’re careful. Pink is not my last stop, I’m going to continue on.


My love for Photography

The memories

Early 2000’s I’m sure lots of people owned cameras, because it was better than taking pictures from a flip phone. My mom loved taking pictures. That she even had an album. I was only like seven when I wanted to own a camera. I remember back then that for every field trip, I had to have a camera. So I did. I wanted to capture the fun memories and have them saved in my album. That’s how it started. As a kid, I knew that I loved taking pictures, but never thought of it as a career. I only took pictures because it made me happy, still does to this day.

It is art

I found out about photoshop in 2010. It amazed me how images could be edited like that. Every little edit amazed me. That I even wanted to photoshop images of my own. Then I did in 2014. I never had an idea of what kind of editing I wanted to do, I just let my hands do the magic. It got to the point where I started getting creative with my images. Most of my images were…..unreal. I was satisfied with the results. And receiving comments like “How did you do that?!” or “That’s so cool!” made me want to keep going, and do better. Even to this day, I use photoshop.


Having control of a camera means that I get to choose what I take a picture of, it means that I pick the angles, the lighting, close-ups, etc. And once it’s done, I’m in control of the editing. Each image does have a story behind it. That does not necessarily mean that the meaning is deep, but there’s something to it. Or if I choose to create a story to an edited image, I can! Photography is so much more than a click of a button, it is a form of art. And each image is different, taken from a different person.

Being in Graphic Arts and Design

First time

I decided to start college as early as possible because I was excited about being in the Graphic Arts and Design class. I did start my classes at Keiser towards the end of June, but didn’t start my major course until August. Still, that’s an early start. I was excited yet nervous. I came into class early that day, there was only three people in there. If I remember clearly they go by the names of Karlie, Rob, and Marcus. Just three individuals sitting around one computer watching anime videos. I did not approach them for I was shy, but they were kind enough to introduce themselves. I sat in front of a computer, then a few minutes later, a girl, similar to myself walked in. Her name was Hannah, she sat next to me we talked, and another girl, Macayla came in. The three of us clicked. And managed to get along so well. Those two were the one of the reasons why I enjoyed my first month, Intro to Graphic Arts.

As the months pass

One thing that I found different was how the course worked. There were two professors, Mr. Williams and Ms. Percy, and every month there were new students added. I tried to figure out how everyone’s scheduled worked, but everyone was different. There was no particular order of how you had to take the courses. I am just satisfied with my scheduling. As the months passed I became more and more comfortable with people. And made more friends. What I realized is that each individual I befriended was different from one another. Which I’m perfectly fine with. I love weird. Everyone is even from different age groups. What sucked as time passed, is that you watch people come and go. My friend Hannah being an example, is already gone. I’ll be leaving shortly as well. I wish the course lasted a bit longer, I want to continue learning. Even though I’ve been stressed out, I still love this class. The professors make learning fun, and every day we share laughs.

What to do

I am in this course because I am still unsure of what I desire as a career choice. Every month is something new. That’s why I’m here, to figure out what interests me the most. I love photography! Most of us do here. But what will happen after I’m done with the course? I own a camera, I want to continue building my portfolio. And I’ll definitely go after my bachelor’s degree once I’m done with Keiser. It’s hard to plan ahead. I’ll be looking for internships or paying jobs relating to my field. I’m still figuring myself out. But at least I have some ideas in mind.


Elementary years

My elementary years were pretty nice when it came to friends. I never questioned who I talked to. Even though I was a shy kid, I still had friends at the time. During those times, people didn’t group themselves, we talked to whoever. Even after school, I hung out with whoever. Kids just get along well so easily. Girls and boys, gender wasn’t a big deal. Unfortunately, friendships change as you get older. A year before entering middle school, I hung out with mainly boys. It wasn’t because I got attention from them, in fact I wasn’t even called pretty by them, but because of our interests. I remember that back then we would collect wrestling magazines and then trade after we were done with ours. Living at an apartment meant that I had plenty of neighbors. My friends and I would take turns going to each others’ homes to play video games or even play four-square. I felt more like myself with the boys I hung out with. I was childish, yet so were they. But the time came where I had to move out of Texas and move to Florida. I had to lose my friends.

Middle school friendships

In middle school, the majority of my friends were female. Of course, since I’m one myself, I guess it makes sense. If I were to hang out with boys, I’d be judged. Not only that, it’s middle school, kids change. I was even a part of what you would call a “squad” and out of the eight girls, I was what you called a “good girl.” It was hard for me to ever be harsh to anyone, then again, I never wanted to hurt someone. I kept things in. I was not good with boys either, if anything I didn’t even liked being approached by them. It got to the point where I even questioned my sexuality, but turns out that I just didn’t like receiving such attention. Then again, out of my friends, I received the less attention well because I was just awkward and not even that attractive. Out of school, it was rare to hang out with most of these girls. A good five of them lived in the same neighborhood. And I lived a good ten minutes away, which doesn’t seem far now since i’m older. I did feel left out though. Not just distance wise, but in general. Back then, everyone had their group of friends. I hung out with well….. my hispanic friends. And like I mentioned, part of me felt left out. They didn’t mistreat me, but I was the only one who was pale. I was the only one who would obsess over rock bands. I was the only one who didn’t like make-up. I was the only one who never had a boyfriend. I was the only one who never had the guts to approach others, I was a shy kid. I didn’t think that at the time, I could ever make new friends. It got to the point where problems occurred. I wasn’t involved in the drama, I don’t even remember the reason for the beefing  either. All I remember is that two of those girls, well they had problems. If I remember correctly, the reason was well stupid and immature. That’s besides the point, the remaining girls even chose sides. I did not, I talked to both sides. I did not talk crap, but I did listen. I should’ve done more than just listened. The drama continued on until our eighth grade year came to an end. And thus, the friendships ended.



Oh how things have changed when I finally started high school. The summer before entering the ninth grade, I was discovering myself. I’m still in the process. That’s why I felt like a new person Not because of a new hair cut or clothes, but my mindset. I was very opinionated. I no longer kept thoughts in, whether it was harsh, I’d let out the things on my mind. This was not because I was intentionally trying to be mean, no… I was still as considerate as ever. I just didn’t want to be a pushover. Old friends did not like that, some of these old friends would even talk shit behind my back. I was not hurt, just disappointed. I made plenty of new friends in high school. Different genders, different ages, different race and ethnicity. People liked me. I became very sociable, but it wasn’t forced. I was still immature, but at the same time, part of me was becoming mature. I didn’t change for anyone, I changed for myself. I started showing off my artistic side, my weird side, friendly side, yet also my bitchy side. I made myself stand out in a good way. I even won two superlatives for being the most unique and most artistic out of all my classmates. I wasn’t even ashamed of the image I was displaying, I felt happy with who I am. And met countless people along the way. As in for old friends, the good ones were still a part of my life. You just need to talk things out and accept others for who they are.



Of course friendships don’t last forever. I dealt with a situation that has changed my attitude to push people away. It’s like I didn’t have the energy to talk to people once I started college. I have friends, just not as much. It gets to the point where I even miss certain individuals from time to time. I lost people who I cherished and never thought would be out of my life. That is why I am grateful for who currently is in my life. I am still making new friends, I even managed to meet other weirdos because of my major. But as time passes, everything continues to change. Including myself.