With Honors

December 27, 2011

So I’m done. I graduated a week before Christmas. Graduation was a short day and a long night. But I got to see friends and classmates; family, instructors and mentors. I even got some good crit on my book, which I still have to put online. And, in the process. It was a good season to graduate, and I feel lucky to have had the people in my class.

Things haven’t gotten completely back to “normal.” I’m writing this the day after Christmas, where I’ve some time to sleep and recover from all the craziness of graduating. I’ve begun to catch up on this new show on Netflix named NIKITA about a spy gone rogue from a secret government agency gone rogue, so is she really rogue? Hmmm… I’m dreaming of having a spy as a girlfriend because I didn’t know that spies were cute! haha Anyway, I’m feeling good about my Art Center “recovery.”

Without question, my family was the driving force behind this entire experience, especially my Dad. Yes, I’m sad that he passed away before he saw me graduate, but I’m awfully glad he was there in our hearts and in spirit. My family is ME; just right of my center. I could not have done it without their love. My honor is their love, and for this I have felt truly blessed.

I spent grad night with my best friends from Art Center. You know it’s all good when we’re eating after a night of long lines, changed rendezvous venues, and superfluous gallons of wine and alcoholic consumption. It was a “good” cray. Now, I’m waiting now for the “cray” cray. That starts in 2012, when all us are working and see each other in NYC or Boston, Austin, Dallas, Chicago, or in Portland; San Francisco, England, Taipei, or Dubai, or fuck it, here in LA and we say, “Hey (so and so)…FUCK YOU!” And you know what? As my boy Jon Farrell would say…”It’s all love! But it does not translate well on the internet.” haha Wish everyone knew what we were talking about! But I guess it will always remain one of “our” things. Just like this experience; just like this school. I wish them all, excellence.

And at the end, that’s how I see it. Yes, I believe that us AD Kids are crazy. And I’m one of the craziest I guess, because I’m a crazy with honors. This time demanded of me to be nothing less than excellent. Not perfect, but excellent. Not only in my work, but also excellent in my failures. The best advice I heard from every one of my instructors was this, “Work hard. Stay humble.” I think I get that now. And if not, there is always room for me to improve.

And with that, no need to explain myself further. I hope the past three years of keeping this YeaRBooK has explained it all. I wish I could tell you that graduation was a mix of emotion and a theatrical climax that I imagined happened after a John Hughes movie. But it wasn’t. And it wasn’t the ending of The Jersey Shore neither. Nonetheless, it was a very special time of my life. One that I think I will not forget. Ever. Not the people, the work, the worst, or the best.

Or I could be wrong, I could want to forget about it all tomorrow and just get back to work.

Signing off,

Ray Allan David
Art Director graduated

Art Center College of Design
Pasadena, California
Advertising Design, Class of Fall 2011

www.radismyname.com


Got Mikioed

December 7, 2011

My last Week 13 and there’s a shit ton to do until graduation. Just started on my site and finally figured out the admin of Cargo. Now I have to revamp my campaigns and layout my book. A LOT of work to do. I’m picking up my business cards today. Can’t wait! Hopefully I can get this all done by tomorrow. And get some sleep!

Ran into Mikio last night after his ACAN Class and I gotta say, I really honor that man. Very inspiring. Very real. His wisdom and tact are second to none. I can’t tell you how he does it. It’s like he’s a mind reader.

It’s been a long road. As campy as it may sound, I feeling like this chapter is coming to an end. Like Mikio told me, “It’s time to get outta school, and get out there.” He always kept it simple. Domo my friend.


Carrisa Rae is even more adorable LIVE!

December 3, 2011

I don’t care. I’m a guy, and I fucking love this tune. This dude wrote this song for this girl. And now they’re engaged. Cannot hate on that man! Cutest song ever.

Here’s the 80s equivalent:


I might be causing all this

December 2, 2011

Two weeks until graduation and I feel like the entire earth is against me. Yesterday was the worse windstorm that I’ve ever experienced in LA. And everywhere I saw things blown down, including the oak trees on Hill Drive. And that’s solid oak. WTF. Supposedly, the epicenter was Pasadena. Why was I not surprised?


Totally stalked someone tonight

November 18, 2011

Tonight I was totally obsessed. But eventually I was able to get through to the Creative Director I was trying to reach out to and left a voicemail. A voicemail. I was so surprised and completely shocked myself, that my message didn’t come off as completely finessed as I imageined it to be. I mean, I’d hate to think how stupid I’d sound if they were actually there! “Uh, duh, hi…I’m ah, Ray, and I’m, uh…I’m totally stalking you!!!”

Just kidding, I totally sounded like that.

Anyway, here’s my obsession song that is much smoother and has way more class than I do. Enjoy!


Week 8 SERRRRIOUSLY?!

October 31, 2011

Week 8. I had a great week. It was my birthday. I met one of my benefactors. And got to spend time with friends. But seriously, I have to get to work.


Pressure.

October 23, 2011

Listen to this:

I’m beginning to keep my Wacom pen in my pocket. That’s how I know it’s week 7. Graduation is coming up fast. But so far I haven’t been able to put my show together. I’m still comping up and printing for current projects. I’m excited tho. And just getting busier and busier. Shits really starting to hit the fan. I just gotta keep psyching myself to keep going. And push. Cheers to the last 6 weeks. But fuck, this hurts.