01
May 12

hire me…for real

When one is looking for a job, one must be creative.  And the ante’ is upped when one is a creative professional.

The following are a couple of ways I have been playing with the art of self-promotion.  Most communications professionals do not enjoy promoting themselves.  They wish to be paid handsomely to promote others.  But when you are looking for a job, you have to employ [pun intended] all of your resources and forget the what you are selling is you.  [ick]

I thought it might reduce the ick-factor if I shared some of the fun stuff I’ve found to explain what I can do for potential employers while searching for my next job. [HIRE ME!!]

Tool number one:  vizualize.me  Still in beta, but already a winner.

Here is my vizualize.me infographic.

And then I made a fun little video on animoto.com.

Off to an interview…wish me luck!

stay creative–kh

 

 

 


08
Apr 12

miracles

Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.

C.S. Lewis


23
Mar 12

Peace

Every day brings a choice: to practice stress or to practice peace.

Joyce Borysenko


14
Mar 12

Spring

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Did you hear that winter’s over? The basil
and the carnations cannot control their

laughter. The nightingale, back from his
wandering, has been made singing master

over the birds. The trees reach out their
congratulations. The soul goes dancing

through the king’s doorway. Anemones blush
because they have seen the rose naked.

Spring, the only fair judge, walks in the
courtroom, and several December thieves steal

away, Last year’s miracles will soon be
forgotten. New creatures whirl in from non-

existence, galaxies scattered around their
feet. Have you met them? Do you hear the

bud of Jesus crooning in the cradle? A single
narcissus flower has been appointed Inspector

of Kingdoms. A feast is set. Listen: the
wind is pouring wine! Love used to hide

inside images: no more! The orchard hangs
out its lanterns. The dead come stumbling by

in shrouds. Nothing can stay bound or be
imprisoned. You say, “End this poem here,

and wait for what’s next.” I will. Poems
are rough notations for the music we are.

-Rumi


11
Mar 12

I have an iPhone so…

now maybe I will blog again!

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26
Apr 11

kelsey

These are some shots from Kelsey’s Senior photo session.  Isn’t she lovely.  See the rest of the set here.


28
Mar 11

good advice, cool typography

Action is the antidote to despair. - Joan Baez


30
Jan 11

choosing your reality…

“And there were always choices to make. Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision, a decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to those powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, your inner freedom….”

Man’s Search for Meaning
by Victor E. Frankl

I am inspired by stories…Victor Frankl is a Holocaust survivor and an amazing author whose words have been lifelines for me many times.  Today I shared this quote with a friend, and in the interest of practicing what I preach I thought I would post it here as a reminder for myself.  You were a difficult month January 2011.  I had high hopes for you and, well…you were challenging, to put it nicely.  But I get to choose how twisted up I get about it all.  I get to choose.



23
Jan 11

come see me

I will be here today…[see flyer below].  Come see me and get a new FB profile, LinkedIn profile or valentine photo for your sweetheart for free.  Many vendors not listed will be there.  Hope to see you!  kh

flyer


31
Dec 10

Gmail, we are breaking up

For the last three days if you have emailed me, I have not received it.  I have been quite randomly locked out of my gmail account.  Here is the message I see every time I try to log in.  Notice I said three days…and I love how they tell me to email them if it has been more than 24 hours.  Really, Gmail?

There was no warning for this…no preparation…just whoops you are locked out.  And 24 hours would have been annoying, but three days is a freaking nightmare.  The top three things said on voicemail to me yesterday…’didn’t you get my email??’  ‘it’s not like you not to respond.”  “are you okay?”  I was close to changing my outgoing message to a crazy person’s rant about gmail, but I didn’t.  I did spend a copious amount of time tweeting about it and searching for support and information on google’s “help” boards.  [help is applied loosely here]  Gmail is awesome unless you have a problem, and then it really sucks.  My original post for help has gone unanswered for three days.  Not a peep.  I finally got the attention of one of the board monitors on someone else’s thread. He’s not a google employee, but apparently he can “escalate” my concern and “maybe” someone will see it soon or maybe not because it is a skeleton crew for the holidays.  So when will I have my email again?  I don’t know.  Got no clue.

In my search for solutions or help I ran into a blogger who had a similar post and I followed him on Twitter and even tweeted him for help.  He re-tweeted my tweet.  [Thanks, John!] I also follow gmail and google on Twitter and mentioned them on my tweets but so far it’s all crickets and tumbleweeds.

So Gmail if you are listening, it’s over.  I realize you can’t really break up with someone who won’t even talk to you, so I look a little ridiculous right about now, but for real, we’re breaking up.  You don’t have time for me.  And I don’t have time for three days and counting of no email.