tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38161793694975124892024-02-01T21:48:01.074-05:00Karen Sagun has a blogChock full of internal conflicts.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-57175320047384771252010-06-28T00:22:00.000-04:002010-06-28T00:22:12.951-04:00P90X Update: Finally Reached "Week 4"Push ups are easier (yay) but my calves have never been more tight (meh, fine). And though its taken me a month to complete the first 21 days of the program schedule (I had taken a liberal number of rest days), I gotta say that I feel that I've gotten through the toughest part. I'm patting myself on the back right now. Go me.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-79149019391186635782010-05-28T19:28:00.004-04:002010-05-28T19:28:48.685-04:00Running Update: Folly Beach, SCProbably the funnest and most scenic races I've ever ran.<br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">And you know, "sometimes the hard thing and the right thing are the same thing," said Liz Lemon quoting a tea bag (God, I love 30 Rock).</div>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-37363189664911095642010-04-12T00:04:00.010-04:002010-04-12T00:53:50.143-04:00Running updateOld news for some and new news for most—I ran a 10k. And it was delightful. Back in January my buddies from Richmond, VA convinced me to sign up for the Ukrops Monument 10K in our college campus, VCU. After contemplating for a few days, I signed up and never looked back. After some gruesome training for 2 months, I ran that thing in 01:01:36 (horrah!) which was my best timing ever. I don't think I've even ran this fast in high school, which is saying a lot. <div><br /></div><div>Not only was it an accomplishing feat, but the run in itself was beautiful. Think of concrete, brick roads surrounded by historic, southern houses with giant porches, blooming dogwoods on a sunny saturday morning, giant monument statues of old civil war leaders that mark every roundabout you pass, and (lordy) the people. Imagine running with hundreds of people down</div><div> the same brick road as you all pass by cheerleaders, volunteers handing you cups of water and powerade, dozens of rock bands, and you look to your right and see a giant squirrel chasing a paper mache acorn, a tornado, and a man holding a washing machine. Next year perhaps i'll wear something more awesome than 3 shirts plus 2 pairs of pants (after all it was 36 degrees that morning).</div><div><br /></div><div>And! The New York runners (Steph, Jacob, Francis, and I) got to see the sites and eat the food that is Richmond. Even with a short lived flat tired drama towards the end of the Richmond vacation, everything was a worthwhile adventure.</div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVqfc9OUFkwVdphEwKOWryNTRAQ6tCdnkHjSPosTPpBSk2G_zDBJRk5iaMtrBOVe_60g8w5yVj24W5F6_IWTAQRCZJfCBkLl1vbjArKH33T81cPzJDiGVmSzYWU9KgQs54zZ07lIG-n3o/s400/26918_739249451266_25521062_40536045_2942605_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459109207108220994" /></div>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-53152606456076390822010-01-10T15:52:00.005-05:002010-01-10T23:11:57.191-05:00Resolution 2010: post more than three blog posts this year.It's possibly do-able.<div><br /></div><div>Has there ever been a time when you've come across an old diary, read your entries (dear diary, i can't believe i got a B on that science test), and thought, "Man, I am so lame." Well, after neglecting my blog for nine months, looking at my last post, I'm thinking, "Man, I am so so so lame." But I guess that's my critical nature. By the way, I'm not going to hand write my blog anymore, what was I thinking?</div><div><br /></div><div>Moving on, it's a new year. New me. New things. In New York. As an update on the resolutions from 2009, I did keep up with running, had a personal best at running 7 mph around April, had shin splints around May, took a break around June, read some articles on preventing running injuries around July (<a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/channel/0,,s6-241-0-0-0,00.html">runnersworld.com</a> is just awesome), started running again at 5/6 mph (after stretching and warming up in the midst of strength training my legs) around August. I currently run around a manageable pace (5.2 for two minutes switching to 5.7 for the next two minutes and then switching back). I never ran a half marathon (2009 resolution), but I'd like to start running 5k races (that's a 3.1 mile race and a 2010 resolution). I figured a realistic resolution was better than a somewhat real but not really resolution.</div><div><br /></div><div>As for the resolution of working out regularly, I've accomplished that too. Lucille Roberts gym is my haven now on Mondays and Wednesdays. Treadmill running (to reinforce my running resolution) and yoga on Mondays has helped me make it a habit of anticipating the gym. Now that they have a belly dancing teacher, I've taken to belly dancing on Wednesdays which is quite exciting. I even bought a belly dancing skirt. So, we'll see how that goes. Maybe I'll update on that in the future (but maybe not).</div><div><br /></div><div>Also, as I'm writing this blog entry, I just left my first bikram yoga session about 4 hours ago. If you ever want to feel hungover without drinking, this is the activity for you. I swear, within the first 20 minutes I looked like I was melting—there was just so much liquid dripping off of me—and i felt like fainting...while already laying down. Leaving the session, I felt like my head was cracked open—it hurt so much, and after trudging on home, I wasn't sure if i should eat or throw up. But yea, I'm getting my money's worth (10 sessions for $20) and it can only get better than this...hopefully. So as bad as it was and as bad as I still feel actually, I'm looking forward to the next session.</div><div><br /></div><div>Other than taking advantage of New York (resolution #7 of 2009) of which I did a lot, I did not nurture my creativity, limit my addictions (ha!), or live simply (haha!). For some reason, after taking advantage of the activities of New York, those last two don't seem all that important to me anymore. Eh, we'll see how it goes this year, I would like nurture my creativity more often though. To the 4 people who are going to read this blog entry, any suggestions on how I could accomplish this?</div>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-79767921505456024422009-03-21T14:17:00.006-04:002009-03-21T14:33:52.507-04:00let's get creative.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kerismith.com/ask.html"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 403px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7GGvMzNz2J4Zn9A-EeR7B5xXj50jF8oQfQqF0ng-uvsHwft4WIn8k9TGaeJqNt-is0YyNeHPcM3K82PLT9AybPqMmraEl5HjmHA-Y3bE9bNPyxAi5kQQo4Puaz05-ElFw1GzzOZaXSg/s400/image1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315707039951283842" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />edit: i didn't realize i could not make more than one link per picture of text. here is the <a href="http://mirandajuly.com/">miranda july link</a>. and in case you didnt realize the picture of text was a link to keri smith's site, <a href="http://www.kerismith.com/ask.html">here it is again.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://survivegdes.blogspot.com/"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGdtmaMdcoNGd7xnOcNrlPcb2SaEBjzzyvjimDdym8o1C56cDJxRNyVPtSi0C6A45NhQDW3j1BbjRhm6B7I0e7Br7Mn6UNG2cZVMdTq6nSy3D79vzTeND3x23PxX9phiyea2MeYilL5A/s400/image6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315710769779660866" border="0" /></a>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-19269366819981637822009-01-28T19:32:00.004-05:002009-01-28T23:01:42.778-05:00Me but new and improvedIn the spirit of my procrastination, I've decided to share with everyone the resolutions I've made for the year of 09. It may be an outdated topic for a blog considering that it's been 28 days since the new year began, however, as I implied earlier, I have a procrastinate-y spirit.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">My Resolutions</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">1.</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">To work out regularly</span> (ie: Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays type of deal)<br />I've actually been doing a good job with this considering that I've learned to create a good habit by attaching it to a habit/ritual that I do everyday (or very often). As a ritual I leave work to get to my Astoria neighborhood around 6 every evening, and I've attached my gym going with this subway ride. It also helps that the gym is right there, right next to the subway station as I exit. I can't <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> go if its right there, I just can't.<br /><br />But I don't just walk into the gym with my work clothes and New York-y boots. I pack my gym bag the night before, attaching that habit to the habit of brushing my teeth and readying myself for the manicky morning. Yes, I'd have to say this is my most successful episode of gym-going in a while. Not like that summer where I ran so much my knees turned to minced meat. It's always good to be moderate.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">To be an active runner</span><br />Not like that summer where I ran so much my knees turned to minced meat. Definitely not.<br />Pacing, moderation, and knowing to give it a break is good on me and my knees. Leg lifts are good too.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >3. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">To run a half marathon</span> (to enforce resolution #2)<br />I told my roommate Stephanie of my serious-but-not-so-serious-but-if-you-want-to-do-it-too-i-think-might-start-taking-it-seriously dream of running a half marathon. She looked up a half marathon that we could train for, and she and I will push each other to run it in the summer. When spring arrives I hope to train in central park (it's 20 minutes of a train ride from where I live and I've only been there 3 times in 6 months. Why have I become this way? Wait for resolution #7)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">4. </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">To nurture my creativity</span> (sing, dance, draw, sew, craft, scrapbook[yes, I used to make scrapbooks and they were a fun on going hobby of mine as a preteen], make t-shirts)<br />Stylesight is a wonderful first job outside of college land. Did I mention I can see the Empire State Building right out my window? My office used to be Tommy Hilfiger's showroom. Ralph Lauren's office is a few floors below. Could I be working in the same building that Rachel Green worked in? I'd like to think so. But anyways, I do a lot of photoshop but not a lot of brain storming. And brain storming was my thing in VCU. In college, I didn't develope a lot of skills with adobe tools, rather I explored my mind and limits to what a project could encompass. If you've seen my <a href="http://www.karensagun.com/mrsuggs/">Mr. Suggs</a> project, the goal of the project was just to create a timeline (one of the most open-ended project briefs ever! Thank you, Patrick Bell!).<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">5.</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Limit my addictions</span><br />When I wrote this down as one of my resolutions, I was thinking about coffee and my love-hate relationship with it. At the time I was drinking so much coffee that I could feel it in my heart. Literally. I was born with a heart murmur and consuming stimulants (ie: caffeine, sugar) is not a good idea. I've limited it down to one cup about every other day or so. I've tried making it a reward to my gym going. "If I had gone to the gym yesterday, then I can have a coffee today" is my statement in the morning sometimes. I actually forgot about that this week, so its a good thing I typed it down, able for the world to see. And perhaps for people to remind me.<br /><br />Also, drinking too much alcohol is lame. I know because I fell down the escalators.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">6.</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Live simply</span> (minimize my materials)<br />I have too many things in my little room. Organization has its limits. Too bad I bought a dress for myself the other day. Damn Uniqlo and their comfortable yet fancy items.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">7.</span></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Take advantage of N</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">ew York</span><br />I live in New York and I believe that my pennypinching habits have inhibited me in the past from exploring places that I had wanted to explore and things I wanted to do. Or that people hadn't had the time to do things with me, or the money. In December I had a phone conversation with my college friend Laura, and we got to talking about Richmond and VCU and how we miss it. And I realized how much I had missed, not so much lovingly but literally. In Richmond, I missed out on the nightlife, restaurants, museums, and other places that were distinct place markers in the lives of VCU students living in the once capital of the Confederacy. I've never been to the Village, Edo's Squid, Panda Veg, Cafe 821, and that one spot next to Pla-za Art. Hell, I've only been to the medical campus a handful of times–mostly to pick up my old roommate Rae from work. The Richmond time has gone and passed and I must move on and learn. Well, my resolution is to take full advantage of the Big Apple regardless of crappy transportation, bitter and frigid weather, and frugality. I must acknowledge that saving money is good but you can't take it with you when you leave here. So spend a little to enjoy the little pleasures of a city life, and life itself. And I think I am. Here's a review:<br /><br />Last weekend I went to a (free) <a href="http://jonathanlevinegallery.com/?method=Exhibit.ExhibitDescription&ExhibitID=63485F0C-19DB-5802-E0993469955A3542">James Jean exhibit</a> (recommended by John, thanks!) with friends, had a cup cake break at <a href="http://www.billysbakerynyc.com/index.html">Billy's</a> which is somehow associated with <a href="http://www.magnoliacupcakes.com/">Magnolia Cupcakes</a> (but I now know are not all that great), explored the giant Macy's—for the bathroom, went shopping in Uniqlo, ate some terigold chicken (good but not as good as the korean fried chicken at..whats that place called?), drank at 3 different bars—2 in the st. marks place area and 1 in the lower east side (in short, I had fun at all of them), and finally ate at a 24 hour diner where i had soup and hot chocolate (it was cold that night, duh), and took a cab home for the first time from the city. $19 to get to Astoria all the way from Astor place—not bad. Best Saturday ever.<br /><br />Plus, on Tuesday I tried out a revered hip hop dance class with my friend Tara at the <a href="http://www.broadwaydancecenter.com/">Broadway Dance Center</a>. Challenging as hell, but I know what I want now—to dance again. I'm going to another dance class on Saturday. Hope this one is easier.<br /><br />I end this post with a picture of my resolutions hanging on my mirror so that I see them every morning.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglKjkMnnshIPvRxA9OnODU-a5Yk3Uy945ic5FgXxd1aPZEEABR4iN94Gkuz_N3xEUlu7GCqCzMOIha-BgLBxbnexZ1jVITqj4XSWJvMaPZ7Ny3Lpbi5tWTwIYaH18FdGYMvIXX6cg8MvE/s1600-h/IMG_5794.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglKjkMnnshIPvRxA9OnODU-a5Yk3Uy945ic5FgXxd1aPZEEABR4iN94Gkuz_N3xEUlu7GCqCzMOIha-BgLBxbnexZ1jVITqj4XSWJvMaPZ7Ny3Lpbi5tWTwIYaH18FdGYMvIXX6cg8MvE/s320/IMG_5794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296559902946234610" border="0" /></a>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-52235503714891234232009-01-11T18:39:00.002-05:002009-01-11T20:25:13.822-05:00The adventures of Karen!So I've decided to update my blog a few highlights of this past weekend; one is this highest and lightest highlight of them all. Guess which!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Friday:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. </span></span>Finally got a library card and borrowed two books (<span style="font-style: italic;">Style 101–What Every Stylish Woman Should Know</span> by the editors of <span style="font-style: italic;">In Style Magazine</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Design Can Change Your Life</span> by <span style="font-style: italic;">Extreme Makeover Home Edition's</span> Ty Pennington), and to top it off, a recomenable dvd, <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0477078/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Rocket Science</span></a> by Jeffrey Blitz.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2.</span> Took a tumble down a set of escalator stairs and realized how difficult it was to hold on to something stable <span style="font-style: italic;">on a moving staircase</span> as I continued to tumble and tumble and tumble. And tumble.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Saturday</span>:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3.</span> Bought some bandaids.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4.</span> Watched movies all day. Go <span style="font-style: italic;">Rocket Science</span> and<span style="font-style: italic;"></span> <span style="font-style: italic;">The Dark Knight</span>!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5.</span> Used my sewing machine for the first time in months–yet not for my own project, but to help out with Francis' hooded scarf projecct.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sunday (today):</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">6. </span>Purged my apartment of the mountain that was plastic bags growing inside the kitchen cabinets. Rite Aid's "recycle plastic bags" bin is now their new home.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">7. </span>Attempted to attend a free yoga class in Noho with Stephanie, my roommate. The teacher as absent therefore the class was canceled. Instead of working out, we went to <a href="http://www.cafeselectnyc.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Cafe Select</span></a> and had some coffee, crescents with nutella, and chocolate bread. Yumm.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">8.</span> Called the wrong person today and had a very Seinfeld-like moment. My friend Elaine was supposed to meet us at yoga today, I call Elaine and tell her that class is canceled and get the response "what class? um okay." One hour later I realized I called the wrong Elaine after receiveing a text message from the real Elaine. Damn. I must always include last names in my phonebook from now on.<br /><br />And these were the highlights.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-17874380486121974102008-12-07T14:08:00.002-05:002008-12-07T15:23:41.363-05:00Money on my mindHey folks. I've finally returned to the blogging world. While gone away though, I have the pleasure to tell you, I've been working diligently 40 hours a week at my recently acquired job at <a href="http://stylesight.com/">Stylesight</a>, a fashion forecasting website specifically geared toward fashion manufacturers, stylists, designers, and those working within the fashion industry.<br /><br />After receiving my first paycheck I quickly ran to one of the many furniture stores in (the mall-like) Steinway street where I live by, and purchased an awesome pillow top twin mattress which came with a box spring, bed frame, delivery, and assembly (for FREE, might I add). Horray!<br /><br />The following week I went home to Va Beach for Thanksgiving, and after spending some quality time with family, friends, and my boy friend, I again went shopping. Not ordinary shopping. My day began at 5 am and I visited 2 malls consecutively, then Target, then went shopping again the next day. Black Friday weekend was a binge of materialism that I haven't experienced in a while and my super-full suitcase was accompanied by two totes filled with new clothes. I get a call from my sister on the bus ride home telling me I forgot another set of clothing. And for some reason, the Sunday of black Friday weekend I thought it would be a good idea to buy the last set of shelves that I desperately wanted for my tiny NY room. So I visited Target for the 2 seemingly-light-but-apparently-super-heavy shelves and lugged 5 blocks from the subway to my apartment...in the rain.<br /><br />After my shopping sprees, and then paying my rent, and I reailzed that I've lost touch with the old Karen who scoured the free section of craigslist, made gifts from what she already had, and whole-heartedly would have celebrated <a href="http://www.adbusters.org/campaigns/bnd">Buy Nothing Day</a> rather than gone shopping at 2 malls consecutively.<br /><br />Now that I've had my shopping binge, I'm putting myself on a shopping diet. If this interests you too, make note of the following list of helpful sites I really appreciate plus some other good things:<br /><br />1. The free section of <a href="http://craigslist.org/">Craigslist</a>. Some good stuff, some bad stuff, all free though.<br />2. <a href="http://www.stretcher.com/">The Dollar Stretcher</a>. Its an ugly website in a designers point of view, but content is full of tips and advice on a saving money. I've seen a few great articles in there.<br />3. <a href="http://readymade.com/">Readymade</a> and <a href="http://blog.craftzine.com/">Craft Magazine blog</a>. Work with what you've got to create something out of seemingly nothing. I'm getting back to my crafts for Christmas, I think homemade presents are much more sentimental anyways.<br />4. The <a href="http://www.homeeconomiser.com/tips.html">Home Economiser's</a> section of tips. Another ugly website with beautiful content. Lots and lots and lots of good tips.<br />5. <a href="http://www.freecycle.org/">Freecycle.org</a>. An online community that gives away the stuff they dont want anymore, simply to avoid anymore contibution to landfills. Join today! It's free. Ha.<br />6. <a href="http://save.lovetoknow.com/Frugal_Ideas_for_Living_on_a_Budget">Love to know</a>. Lots of good ideas on how to save up and then some on other topics.<br />7. Wikihow's section of <a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Category:Managing-Your-Money">Managing your Money</a>. Is there anything that Wikipedia doesn't explain?<br />8. <a href="http://images.businessweek.com/ss/08/08/0804_cheap/index.htm">Businessweek</a> has this good article. I just found it, but it has some good tips.<br />9. <a href="http://www.kiplinger.com/features/archives/2008/02/savemoney.html">Kiplinger</a> tips: "Save Money on Practically Everything."<br />10. <a href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/2008/02/06/little-steps-100-great-tips-for-saving-money-for-those-just-getting-started/">The Simple Dollar</a> : 100 Great Tips.<br /><br />I think ten is good enough for now. But if you google "save money" theres just so much. I'll leave you with a cute picture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuAq517hwqgw645rGaacjMQ0Y-oCuDmn_TtCFLuGlE8tzDe2WBXKaGKuriHQk08e7yAO4lpWTzh3xH83lUsadwDOo8QTfckWl4ms-rO8dtVlCuRcvH5X0CGqgmdGOWJT79oyHhCGTSUss/s1600-h/IMG_5780.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuAq517hwqgw645rGaacjMQ0Y-oCuDmn_TtCFLuGlE8tzDe2WBXKaGKuriHQk08e7yAO4lpWTzh3xH83lUsadwDOo8QTfckWl4ms-rO8dtVlCuRcvH5X0CGqgmdGOWJT79oyHhCGTSUss/s320/IMG_5780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277146060454648850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My favorite necklace consists of a few old charms from when i was a kid.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-89930315634928960512008-10-15T01:35:00.005-04:002008-10-15T02:13:51.961-04:00Seven Random Facts About MyselfSo there's this thing going on. Sorta like a chain letter, but instead of being cursed, you just wonder what to write in order to update your blog. I read <a href="http://rawralyrawr.blogspot.com/">Aly's blog</a>, and after reading a list of seven random things about her, she tags a few of her friends and readers to do the same. I usually don't do these surveys, but Aly is my friend. And I sort of want to. So let's begin:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Seven</span><br />I am 23 years old, yet I look 15.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Six<br /></span>I miss my family. I feel that I never am able to spend time with them. I've lived in Richmond for 2 1/2 years prior to moving to New York and each visit just doesn't seem as fulfilled as I wish it could be. The last time I saw my father, he had wrinkles and grays that I didn't remember from the time before last I saw him. Sometimes I'm afraid that I will never see them again.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Five</span><br />Before the end of this month, I'll be cutting my hair again. Another faux hawk awaits. I've done this three times already. Growing my hair a considerable length and then chopping it all off. This ritual of mine has been the inspiration behind one of my portfolio pieces called <a href="http://karensagun.com/">"Hair Maintenance."</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Four</span><br />My internship boss got me a ticket to the <a href="http://www.lucieawards.com/08/">Lucie Awards</a> and I'm excited to see some great photography and to hopefully meet some photographers.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Three<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span>I'm progressing in the freelance game. I am the Coordinator of Advanced Design Solutions for a company called KWANT Solutions, and soon the website will be up online. Also, I just created a logo for an organic lingerie company and am on board to create their packaging, website, etc. Last, I am to begin creating a website</span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span> for a writer from Montreal, who fortunately met and interviewed my favorite artist, Feist. </span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Two<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span>I still need to find an inexpensive, yellow trench coat so that I can be <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Jubileedecimation.jpg">Jubilee</a> for Halloween. <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />One<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span>I'm reacquainting myself with my sketchbook. Expect some pretty pictures in upcoming blogs.<span><span><span><span><span><span> Thanks for reading to the end.</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style=""></span>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-68810696492901128572008-09-16T22:23:00.007-04:002008-09-16T23:08:50.787-04:00Reminiscing: Sushi Picnic<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcVdDFIA9GgSXHvTP4c9vu-hOXhgcvHacRbFzbUMKhR5C2t99DG3Ajq05c6F8SAjZgzsEkLpu7q4bnXAIngn27r1G8zGq8LLRlPSGboYqTJeYPvYGTiwvGBEbW1WiqC-8R4Q3a0gk_YU/s1600-h/sushipicnic2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcVdDFIA9GgSXHvTP4c9vu-hOXhgcvHacRbFzbUMKhR5C2t99DG3Ajq05c6F8SAjZgzsEkLpu7q4bnXAIngn27r1G8zGq8LLRlPSGboYqTJeYPvYGTiwvGBEbW1WiqC-8R4Q3a0gk_YU/s320/sushipicnic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246818480742694066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hey folks. So here's another bit of show and tell. Ahh, the sushi picnic that never occurred at Maymont Park, but rather, at my apartment due to fowl weather. I find that when you approach something with little expectation, the more delightful are the surprises that occur.<br /><br />So. For this event, I planned to roll a large amount of sushi at home to bring it to the park in a cooler. After inviting a bunch of friends via facebook, and I realized that the weather was, well, going to suck. So I mass messaged and mass texted everyone that the picnic would be at my apartment instead. This fall back plan worked out even better than the first. Everyone and more were able to come over since it was closer to campus. When the sushi ran out, the people I taught, taught the others so they could roll their own—which, for them, was a funner and more enriching experience. Jason brought his karaeoke magic mic (not to be stereotypically asian by eating sushi and singing karaeoke, but it was so much fun). We all ate sushi + more food and drink that guests brought and we sang all day and all eventhing until 10. Then we all went to watch Spiderman 3. Yay!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwp0gydbLSe9UNFd2NFz4yOl9i1QB8Y-y8x27tZu-y3yde68nIBh3x8XULZEKOmrSfym97ck2M0bFaQ_yhZx8KfPVT4njt_HSSSVuiV4dUUUP_ldF3rBPUXn6JblHRwcTZ9B_dG4fQLGI/s1600-h/IMG_2171.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwp0gydbLSe9UNFd2NFz4yOl9i1QB8Y-y8x27tZu-y3yde68nIBh3x8XULZEKOmrSfym97ck2M0bFaQ_yhZx8KfPVT4njt_HSSSVuiV4dUUUP_ldF3rBPUXn6JblHRwcTZ9B_dG4fQLGI/s320/IMG_2171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246819105670913618" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8CdAMkFcJgNFXVX79GVfzwye1r6uRWYz01zkHyW8dhSPVQQRCxsqD4Q3P9DOr5cU0LCEqwb4A_2Q9kPdHk0Tw1pD6qomQnGrsOdZsUhS5MP2_dp4wc6k7lEZxT-kJ0mZC5QjwU8zTcg/s1600-h/IMG_2167.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8CdAMkFcJgNFXVX79GVfzwye1r6uRWYz01zkHyW8dhSPVQQRCxsqD4Q3P9DOr5cU0LCEqwb4A_2Q9kPdHk0Tw1pD6qomQnGrsOdZsUhS5MP2_dp4wc6k7lEZxT-kJ0mZC5QjwU8zTcg/s320/IMG_2167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246819110161602018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Ma71ofZHAM2n9XmVevTwRY0iM9IpfB88n6ut1M0MlqH9ZUAGcZPAZt2c2cWXEOdzpX4udCNNKIvWr-SA215dRskDY8mGQvtMtUmPPlfqhAnmDwPqyY5jRr6wN3K2l17C8EQzakINahw/s1600-h/IMG_2177.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Ma71ofZHAM2n9XmVevTwRY0iM9IpfB88n6ut1M0MlqH9ZUAGcZPAZt2c2cWXEOdzpX4udCNNKIvWr-SA215dRskDY8mGQvtMtUmPPlfqhAnmDwPqyY5jRr6wN3K2l17C8EQzakINahw/s320/IMG_2177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246819112750362402" border="0" /></a>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-40203041784807802882008-09-12T16:13:00.003-04:002008-09-12T16:32:35.056-04:00R.I.P Nagi Noda<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6u2zurxZqDAS5xGCVv59CHWbc8GrVsI7zJQdUEga8tF6ooLilE5335H_VTcK1tEG1iMxjahTL8KKLL3ydgLOvEPiBPLzupSVzwjLM4yVs6Bm_VdjQSpcP6NRdaKsCv3PRoB4azauNY6w/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6u2zurxZqDAS5xGCVv59CHWbc8GrVsI7zJQdUEga8tF6ooLilE5335H_VTcK1tEG1iMxjahTL8KKLL3ydgLOvEPiBPLzupSVzwjLM4yVs6Bm_VdjQSpcP6NRdaKsCv3PRoB4azauNY6w/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245235173289459298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I just found out through <a href="http://www.underconsideration.com/speakup/">Speak Up</a> that one of my favorite artists, Nagi Noda passed away a few days ago. If you are not familiar with Nagi Noda, she was and is an inspiration to me as an artist and designer. Getting her hands on design, video, art and mixing different forms of creativity, she pushed the limits. I wish to do the same.<br /><br />To see a sweet work of Nagi Noda's, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vKGw_KYH63k">check this out</a>.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-12775911847806309692008-09-11T15:52:00.010-04:002008-09-11T16:22:14.568-04:00Update with Karen SagunHey folks, check out my recently updated portfolio website, <a href="http://www.karensagun.com/">www.KarenSagun.com</a>. It took me a while to finish it, and I am proud that it's finally up online.<br /><br />While I was going through my files in my external hard drive, like going through an old box in your attic, I found a few things that brought back some happy memories. It's time for show and tell:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiypkVMuD7JYVgWDftXYyfVlknuBPO_gXWN0dDlfw9JMOIiYwt0WqI03mCR5zkkEN_Utv8ktS79C7-IkbH6gEIH98eNB_8I8oHbu5jiO2HR0szqKZWz80d2pRP7wx2ObVibneOODW0pi7o/s1600-h/7.+treetshirt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiypkVMuD7JYVgWDftXYyfVlknuBPO_gXWN0dDlfw9JMOIiYwt0WqI03mCR5zkkEN_Utv8ktS79C7-IkbH6gEIH98eNB_8I8oHbu5jiO2HR0szqKZWz80d2pRP7wx2ObVibneOODW0pi7o/s320/7.+treetshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244856597892234706" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I made this set of t-shirts for my first Art Foundation Studio class. I was totally into t-shirt design, and this was one of a few designs that I intended to contribute to an intended t-shirt business with my two friends, Jason and Will. We never jumped off with our business due to school and distance (at the time we all went to three different colleges). However, not only did we create designs, but we also made a logo, which is what you can see on the orange tag on the blue shirt on the left. It is a rendering of a light bulb with an "E" in place of the bulb. The "E" stands for Ethics which was what we intended to name our business. We intended that our t-shirts designs to acknowledge (and therefore spread awareness of) social issues important to us. This design acknowledges pollution and it's negative effects on the environment. It is a simple and modern image of brown ooze and/or a dying tree.<br /><br />This just reminds me of how important design and social consciousness was to me even before I entered the VCU graphic design department (where it seemed everyone there was socially aware). When I reached the GDES program, I felt so at home.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-43734359722928300932008-09-05T02:14:00.006-04:002008-09-05T03:15:48.037-04:00Design School vs. Design WorldNow that I'm in the real world, I have found that design school (especially VCU) and the design working world are totally different. When I was in school, I was geared to think conceptually, create process work, use mind maps, learn through play, and think out of the box. Now that I am applying for jobs, I see that entry level designers are usually just needed to create type and layout work, updating websites, retouching photos, and watering the plants. That doesn't seem that hard, but I'm sort of figuring out the reasons why I can't get a simple job.<br /><br />1. My portfolio consists of a lot of conceptual work and I guess they are not as visually stimulating as what interviewers want(?).<br /><br />2. I've been only looking through Craigslist. It's time to stop lollygagging and really apply to where I really want to be.<br /><br />3. My portfolio is pretty heavy with Adobe Illustrator. Maybe it's time to change it up and add some layout stuff. Oh and maybe update my website.<br /><br />4. I am often tongue tied.<br /><br />So anyway, here are a few examples of my portfolio and maybe, just maybe, I can get feed back from someone who happens to be into graphic design, or even an actual graphic designer, or maybe just any internet wanderer.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeJcSX-BEqSZME2OO8iAoc_kiFH1Pwzm9xaNIUZy1pKo96fX5OreDoLO6kzAALR9xwYQMY4jrSRu-sDXcvlrjnqXAB7kMPso3kBAOl6K7pKFXSPdvNLo7CR6RlU969HYz2qBcDgUw8W_8/s1600-h/workplay2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeJcSX-BEqSZME2OO8iAoc_kiFH1Pwzm9xaNIUZy1pKo96fX5OreDoLO6kzAALR9xwYQMY4jrSRu-sDXcvlrjnqXAB7kMPso3kBAOl6K7pKFXSPdvNLo7CR6RlU969HYz2qBcDgUw8W_8/s320/workplay2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242423010620357762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So here's one stamp out of a set of four that I've designed for a print class. Basically the assignment was to create four stamps that respond to an issue important to you. At the time, I was taking 18 credits and super duper busy with not only school work, but work work as well. For days and days I thought. I thought about why work and play cannot be the same thing. I came to the conclusion that work and play can never be the same thing because, obviously, they are defined as opposites. But still, you really cannot have one if the other did not exist. And also, work and play are just a matter of perspective. An illustrator sees his job as a job, where in many cases, regular joes draw for recreation.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Z-U-eZu0o2YppIxrpy9LV-6dFLd0Rppk75bqaIVZ842UXSQ2TRpvh4QYyt92lDjd616jdOScWSfAfnKtBOJk-Hco782yticoPlmNnJhucWG5A6lEFFnHOki-A7LnhcG2wqJ2YwbroGU/s1600-h/workplay5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Z-U-eZu0o2YppIxrpy9LV-6dFLd0Rppk75bqaIVZ842UXSQ2TRpvh4QYyt92lDjd616jdOScWSfAfnKtBOJk-Hco782yticoPlmNnJhucWG5A6lEFFnHOki-A7LnhcG2wqJ2YwbroGU/s320/workplay5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242423011075500578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I had realized that work and play are a matter of what you make of it (especially if you are a designer). So I thought to create a stamp where it was the user's choice of what to make of the stamp. Placing the stamp on the envelope in one orientation allowed the user to see a sort of "scene of work" or a "scene of play."<br /><br />The stamps embody both "work" and "play" because the two cannot exist without the other, they are on opposite ends because they are opposites (inspired by a yin-yang symbol), and the image and words create the scene with the user's decision of what to make of it; a stamps that portrays "work" or one that portrays "play."<br /><br />So there's one explanation for one of my portfolio pieces. I wasn't expecting to ramble on this much but I just wanted to explain what I could about these stamps because I, as I've said earlier, I tend to become tongue tied.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-91380436313222447952008-08-26T19:54:00.006-04:002008-08-26T20:01:50.112-04:00Rushmore at McCarren Park Pool Tonight<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ1ImI2R4j6Zfzftju9KjaKIRhr2QvxqwoAWJ_HJZj9iJKTx7Tr-yoB2u_dd1Si5Hn1V1mcht353Ahvm4qxtr0FMacTppdxJOYSvHMQlQQoFbnfIk2Nkou_jy12fIV_qdAdWOIx5CvkMo/s1600-h/rushmore.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ1ImI2R4j6Zfzftju9KjaKIRhr2QvxqwoAWJ_HJZj9iJKTx7Tr-yoB2u_dd1Si5Hn1V1mcht353Ahvm4qxtr0FMacTppdxJOYSvHMQlQQoFbnfIk2Nkou_jy12fIV_qdAdWOIx5CvkMo/s320/rushmore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238980787904447010" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Man. Would it be lame if I went by myself?<br /></div>Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816179369497512489.post-53045054382368722742008-08-17T15:37:00.003-04:002008-08-17T15:46:03.560-04:00introductionHello world, I'm Karen. I just graduated college in Virgina and have finally moved to New York. Considering that I know no more than 3 people in New York and have only a part-time internship, I seem to have a lot of free time on my hands. Thus, a blog will allow me to record my adventures in this new city while providing me something to do when the 3 people I know here are busy with their own lives. So. Hello.Karen Sagunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09128253793758097256noreply@blogger.com0