Last weekend, I took a stroll with a couple of friends into Long Island City. The destination we were aiming for was located on Jackson Avenue, in the heart of the Court Square district and opposite MoMA PS1. As we got closer and were right outside the gate to where we intended to be, a man walked up to me. He offered me a postcard. Hand extended in my direction, he told me it was my “ticket” to get into the flea market beyond the gate. I smiled and graciously accepted the card in his hand. I continued smiling as I looked down at the design I had weeks before viewed on my computer screen while creating it in Photoshop.
Before passing thru the gate, I stopped to stare as well as snap a picture of the banner that hung on it.
Now this, this was much larger than I expected it to be. Tweaking colors, shapes and text on my screen for it, it appeared so small — limited to my laptop’s 17″ viewing display. And while I was of course aware of the dimensions I was working in while creating the document, somehow in my mind it was not going to be quite so large. It looked perfect.
Freelance graphic design is just another step I have taken in my endeavor to apply my skills as an artist into a means of putting food in my belly. While my designs have been used for companies across the good ‘ol U.S. of A and even been taken over the ocean into Japan, there is a detachment that comes from setting up a file and emailing it off. It goes out over all those little invisible electrical transmissions by which I can not even begin to fathom to understand how, and it is not quite real.
Being able to walk down a street in New York City, to a location not far off from where I usually reside, and unknowingly be handed my own design is not only a new feeling of happiness, but one I look forward to encountering more often.
It should also be noted that the Court Square Flea itself was a delight, and people in my small group did not leave empty handed. In fact, the knit wear purchased should be keeping those hands and arms quite warm and toasty.