Oh Azure,quit posing
copious amounts of furry love
This is the sweetest husky ever (unless
there is a fresh loaf of bread on the counter.)
I adopted Azure when he was only 9.3 lbs.
Now he's 7 years old and ornery as ever.
Being a tragic pure bred, he's endured two
knee replacement surgeries, which means I
have cryed as a mother for this pup, and so
we are connected at the hip.
Currently he's in Kansas City snuggling (and
falling in love with) my good friend Casey
and his yellow lab, Max.
Soon Azure, soon.
l o v e
During my time at the Kansas City Art Institute, I have experienced a severe transformation within my work and within myself. The design department emphasizes trimming graphic fluff — "Avoid the arbitrary" is the unspoken mantra. I now see type, image and color as communication tools rife with narrative. Rhetorical tropes have been revealed as the secret weapons of design. We do not bury our faces in our computers, but are taught to begin with real materials. A Visual Advocacy class unveiled my new purpose in life — to apply my talents to initiate change. I am discovering the lethal potential of design.