WHO IS JENMEDIA?
In 50 words or less: Multi-disciplinary artist, designer, & writer… having added concentration in computer science, marketing, & visual brand language (glorified A.D.D.). A lone, hopeless workaholic, single catmother of one, quite fond of: animals, art, books, boxing, comedy, chocolate, more chocolate, loud music, real people, & being horizontal doing absolutely nothing… Work-wise, I wear many hats. You bypass the rest of this fluff and go straight to my work page if you’d like… (seeing is believing).
HOPELESS WORKAHOLIC… I KILL MACHINES
No candle lit dinners. No long walks on beach. When not working I’m working. In my spare time you’ll probably find me working. No beau. Still a fan of sappy love ballads (let me pretend)…
Patient and adaptable, pretty tolerant of humans. Gadgetry, not so much. The equation is simple. Perform the task=live. Malfunction=the device dies.
ONCE UPON A TIME… BEAST OF BABY
Born in Tampa, February of ’73, I wasn’t a happy tot. It’s clear in all my baby photos (except for one). An angry little beast… good reason, considering my arrival. Trapped, my mother unconscious, doctors broke my neck and back so I could bust loose outta there!No complaints, I’m here. Lucky twice the fold, being a chance byproduct of teen love.
HIPPIE LOVECHILD… FOODSTAMPS CRAYOLA
Wild and free at sweet 16, these two weren’t ready for me. It all worked out despite early dirt poor days in Suitcase City. A lanky, mute-shy tomboy, I was also a child artist, winning the first competition at age 6. Two years later, circa ’81, things would change.
GRIME TO GHOST TOWN
At age 8 we moved to Fort Lonesome. Ironically, in sleepy sticks where bovine held more weight than cable TV, a relative gave us one of these. Young at the brink of tech, I bonded with that boxy little machine… still pursuing art all the same. After all, art was fun. So was MS-DOS and writing to floppy.
Versatile careers over the years range from Transportation Logistics (I survived #Convoy) to Model to Caregiver to Real Estate to Culinary/Pastry, et al. Please do not ask me to bake your wedding cake. Not happenin’… (#ThePersianCatIncident)
NOT SO SUPER MODEL
Former model, but not so super. My catwalk on the runway was brief; cancelled a contract ages ago and never looked back. I say catwalk — it was more like a stumble. I wasn’t good. Tall but clumsy. And can’t fake a smile to save my life.
(1): ᏣᎳᎩᏱ ᏕᏣᏓᏂᎸᎩ
(3): Settecasi di Agrigento (I will cut you.)
Glorified A.D.D. and offbeat grace are fueled by an overactive imagination. Other Obsessions include (but not limited to) animals, art, books, boxing, chocolate, comedy, more chocolate, loud music, strong coffee, real people, & being horizontal doing absolutely nothing. Allergic to shopping malls, pastels, and pretentiousness (no high muck-a-mucks). Money, of course, nice to have, but not the essence.