I've experienced ups and downs in this industry, and by ups and downs, I mean it literally.
So long ago, I dreamt to be an artist, until I met my best friend, Cindy (I OWE HER BIG TIME!!), on my 5th grade, she loved to draw fashion, even though she was also influenced by anime. So, since then, I've fallen in love in fashion design.
I still hold on to fashion design until I was on the 6th grade, my mom teach me rough fashion illustration. Until I was on the 7th grade, my dad saw an article about fashion design course. So, my mom asked short fashion courses (because I was still attending my secondary school and going to a small course was just for fill in my yearly holiday), but there were no school which were suitable for my schedule except Phalie Studio. So, I attend my first course there and I enjoyed it very much, super duper!! Many cool projects there. My mom saw my illustration transition, and she supported me to go to Singapore.
In the end of 2008, I made my own website of my design portfolios which was www.lyddesigns.webs.com. The funniest thing about the end of 2008 and the beginning of 2009, someone wanted to hire me after she saw my portfolios. I texted her (she gave me her number) but I told her that I was still 14 and she didn't reply my text. hha.. noticed why. net notttt…
My goal was going to Singapore at that time, because I wanted to be with my sister. At first, I wanted to go to Raffles. But, during my school edufair in my 10th grade, I spotted NAFA and they said that NAFA accept 16 year olds, so I went to NAFA (it's cheaper). I took their prep-test, I study illustration from the beginning. Then, I took the test and I got TGD (similar to scholarship) and I went there.
I had great friends there, until I literally experienced state of shock of the works there. I cried literally 24/7, until my mom came once in 2 weeks. I was a stupid perfectionist, I scared of failing even though I got great marks, I scared of my lecturers, I got 5 from 6 symptoms of entering the mental hospital. I was friendless in the end. I quit in the end. But one of my lecturers, which was my illustration lecturer, really encouraged me to continue studying fashion design.
When I went back to Jakarta, I was really ashamed of myself, I let myself down, I let my family down, I let my parents down. Almost 2 weeks after my arrival in Jakarta, I didn't want to go out with this shame and news.
Few days before I went back to Jakarta, one of my frisbee friends asked me to design him a uniform for his new bar, and he accepted it (but his contract failed and he said that he would open the same bar in different place). At that time, I realized that networking is way more important than stupid grades. As my former lecturer said, As and Bs were just alphabets.
During my recovery, many people helped me, such as my parents, Cindy (in Seattle during my recovery), and A.
So, currently, I'm a student in Raffles Design Institute as a Fashion Design student.
As a daughter, I feel really really bad to my parents. So I joined competitions and tried to win one to make them proud of me. So far I've joined 4. I didn't made it to Miami Beach International Fashion Week, I didn't won Mazda Sketch contest, IDK the result of Fashion proMagazine illustrating competition, but I won Indomaret Uniform Design Contest.
Right now, the hell I don't care about my grades, I'm laughing 24/7, I made connections with so many people, made friend outside from fashion students, joining an organization in my church.
I'm also preparing myself for Nagoya Fashion Contest 2012, Wish me luck!! :D
What I want to say is that, never give up, even though you give up in other school, continue what is your passion in other place, don't be such a perfectionist. In the end, you got jobs from connection, from networking.
Thank you all for your support and prayer, God bless. Hopefully, my journey story inspires all of you. :D
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