In this Issue No. 1 of Jayel Aheram’s “Articles,” Linda Woods tell us to “be the boss of your own art.” Also, Liz Fine explores the consequences of blogging in her life, while Devin Swick introduces us to his creation.
In this Issue No. 1 of Jayel Aheram’s “Articles,” Linda Woods tell us to “be the boss of your own art.” Also, Liz Fine explores the consequences of blogging in her life, while Devin Swick introduces us to his creation.

Being a successful artist or designer instead of a starving artist is a dream for many creative people. But, it takes more than just a dream and talent. It takes effort, determination, the right attitude, and clients. Solo artists rarely have the budget for billboard ads or Super Bowl commercials, so we must be creative even in promoting ourselves to our clients. When it comes to stepping out on your own and working for yourself, it is up to you to generate your own buzz.
First, let me say I don’t think I would have had the courage to start my blog without the support of friends. In 2004, I was hanging out in New York City with a friend venting about my horrible job. My friend suggested we make a blog featuring talented everyday people, shining some long overdue light on them. The process seemed monumental, but so terrific. Even though I was filled with apprehension, I couldn’t let go of the idea. Right away, the voice in my head kicked in and told me a person needed an Ivy League college degree and loads of writing experience to start a blog. Typical, counting myself out before I even got in the game, but this time, my friend was pressing me so I pushed forward.
Art by Devin Swick.
I am an artist of duality. My passions include culture and love; dreams and nightmares; death and fear. My work, Oriental Intension, is an image of imitation and appreciation of Japanese art. When I begin working on something, I usually don’t know what the final result will be. I watch the colors and shapes in my subconscious spring to life what I think needs to be said about myself. The rest of the world does not exist in these moments — I have to drag it in with me — and we become witnesses of creation, within isolation.