So end(ed)s my formal training

To my one sole follower, I'm touched you actually took the time to read this. Or even if not to read this, just to take the time to subscribe. My training at the Creative Circus came to a close back in September, 1 week before I was scheduled to present to my panel and move on to my 8th and final quarter. I left of my own accord, but there were indicators that the ad world wasn't quite for me.

In some cases, I felt the deck was stacked against me. I felt in some cases there was favoritism and bias. But then a lot of that I brought upon myself. Considering I don't drink, don't party, don't smoke, don't medicate, it was hard to find people to work with. I felt a lot of my work was discredited because it didn't fall in "normal" creativity, that it was too intellectual and therefore wasn't valuable. I always chased after the hard projects, but they never panned out or got the support I wanted.

When I came to my last week, I was running about 3 hours of sleep a night and a single meal a day. I decided that my overall health was more important than finishing at the circus, that it was more important than joining a career field I learned I wasn't cut out for. I still have a lot of respect for the creative minds, for Dan, Heddy, Don, Rita, Amber, etc and especially Norm. I have no regrets about going to the Circus or leaving when I did, for I learn much and met many great minds. I have no plans of going back and completing. I don't think I'd gain much more than what I have now.

This is not of the end of my blog. This is not the end of the randomness. It's merely a time for transformation. Within the coming weeks, I hope to upload my past work, my half baked ideas, my scribbles (both old and new). As I implied, I'm not pursuing a creative career anymore, but that does not mean I will stop being creative. I want to have at least 5 ideas a day, even if they are terrible ones. I am an innovator. I may not be valued as an ad man, nor do I want to be, but I want to be valued as an idea man. That is who I am. Screw subjectivity of creativity. I am creative. You are creative. Creativity can not be qualified be critics.

I end this rant with a simple test of my Qik cam. I will not stop writing or experimenting or creating, even if it's absolute shit.