The Erudite Hufflepuff

My name is Alicia Thompson and if I had gone to Hogwarts, I would have been sorted into Hufflepuff, the house of dedication, hard work, fair play, patience, kindness and tolerance. If I had lived in the post-apocalyptic Chicago of the Divergent series, I would have...

Real Men, Real Women, Real Bullshit.

Easily digestible sentences are great for marketing and sharing. Quick to read and rolling easily off the tongue, they make great little graphics, tshirts, and statements you can parrot without thinking. I appreciate a good, simple phrase. I don’t, however,...

I was a “gifted child”

I was a clever child. I think I was less gifted and more a precocious shit, which meant that I sassed adults more than I sassed other children, and was deemed as gifted because I was entertaining and moderately clever. I am not sure how much of my “gifted”...

Ideas Don’t Mean Shit

I have lots of ideas. I have lists and lists of creative projects, and these lists grow regularly, sometimes in singular items, sometimes by dozens of inter-related projects. I love my brain. I love the things that it comes up with, I love the process of sorting these...

The Sad Truth of Working as an Artist

People have this image of artists being these ethereal creatures who flit about in a constant state of inspiration. I hate to tell you, but that’s a giant stinking lie. Sorry. Sure, there are productive days, but the things many artists deal with every day are...