I'm a digital-media junkie with ideas for media/design/tech
Report original stories for the MediaShift website, assist with editing, cross-posts, events, special coverage (i.e.Olympics, party conventions), and adoption of new tools (i.e. Storify)
Help run the MIT admissions website through regular blog entries that communicate life at MIT to prospective students and all online visitors
Strategized potential content partnerships and new marketing initiatives for PBS LearningMedia, produced social media content and market scans
- Create and monitor content for local and national clients on various social media platforms, i.e. Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn.
- Research and analyze relevant industry trends to inform social media strategies, and create campaign performance reports.
- Independently devised and classes on the power of new media and sustainable design; prepared syllabus, curriculum, and class materials.
- Created a public blog-based website for the program and produced text and visual content for the site
Helped improve small business accounts’ search engine performance through content creation for client websites,
i.e. blogs and product photoshoots.
- Created architectural drawings for a design of a private residence; helped assemble project proposal for review by the local government
- Contributed three design proposals for a private entertainment complex for consideration in further development of the project
Trained in developing test items for the Test of English for International Communication (TOEIC) Speaking and Writing sections; authored hundreds of TOEIC test questions
Developed Question Campaigns to promote modern democracy through social media and
community dialogue - including a campaign for the MIT community
Spring 2012 | This design for an elementary school in East Boston is a mat system of interconnected, elevated spaces that peak up for intra-school programmatic needs and plunge down to engage with the greater community.
Spring 2011 | Project Partner: Angela Wang | This goal of this project is to produce a field system capable of transformations and self-assembly through the aggregation of oscillating units.
Spring 2011 | Through manual Rhinoceros modeling and Python scripting, this project models the fundamental feedback mechanism in oscillating chemical reactions, which is when one process proceeds until reaching a critical point, thereby kickstarting a second and opposite process. Taking bounding boxes of various geometries as external stimulants, this system describes how a single object can grow in a spatial oscillating reaction, creating planar and structural patterns in the process.
Rayogram Dreamscapes | February 2013 | Rayogram prints
(Images are adapted from these dreamlog sketches.)
“Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going? “- 21st Century China. ll digital photograph
Schizophrenic in Paris ll color pencils & markers
Controversy 2008 ll color pencils & markers
The Golden Years ll watercolor
Untamed Beast ll oil paint
No Words to Say ll pencils & color pencils
To Burgeon Anew ll markers
Not Quite Déjà Vu ll watercolor & oil pastel
Palpable Tension ll color pencil
How to Read the New Yorker if You’re as Backlogged As Me
I blame spring-break-final-projects-graduation-apartmenthunting-having-fun for basically not reading any of the weekly issues of The New Yorker since late-March.
That’s a lot of issues. Paid for by my precious money. Filled with precious knowledge and experiences. I want to read everything, but I can’t even decide where to start.
I brought the stack all the way from MIT to home, where it continued to gather dust. This week, I sat with the stack in the middle of my living room and made some executive decisions.
I’m going to classify this as a “done is better than perfect” solution.
Anyone have other suggestions?
I see more and more engagements and weddings…and births
and more and more deaths and RIPs…of people from childhood
I think this is the clearest sign of “growing up” so far — the scenes I’m getting used to these days are vastly different from those of just 4 or 5 years ago, and it’s hard to imagine I was ever back there.
From now on, it’s just watching life come full circle, over and over…
Andrew and I are sitting at the table eating some strawberries.
Andrew: Jenny, can you search up how to eat a strawberry?
Me: I’m pretty sure you put it your mouth and bite.
But I search anyway and we come to this
“So Apparently, We’ve Been Eating Strawberries All Wrong”
Me: How did you know there was another way?
Andrew: ‘Cause there’s always a better way on the Internet!
#LessonsForLife
Today was the first truly free Saturday I had in a long time. No lingering obligations and just before big time apprehension of the next adventure sets in.
I had little idea that it was going to be such a Great (enjoyable, relaxing, fulfilling) day while the hours unfolded - otherwise, I would’ve begun devising a way to Instagram the whole freaking thing, to panorama it minute-to-minute if you will.
Just kidding, there was social media involved. In fact, a highlight was when I introduced my brother to Vine, and he was instantly coming up ways to do magic with it.
Anyways, I woke up at 9:30, a lukewarm hour somewhere between “I go went to MIT” and “I’m in the real world (for a Saturday, anyway)”. Showered. Ate breakfast, Nutella included. Read a few pieces in an old-ish issue of The New Yorker, clipped one out because I’m planning to mail it to a friend; reviving old-school-ness makes me happy I guess. Disguised escaping-to-the-track-field-a-5-minute-walk-away-and-reading-my-Kindle-under-the-sun as “going outside for fresh air”, and came home just in time for my dad’s homemade wontons. My brother finally comes back from Chinese school, and we proceed to use our respective iDevices. I somehow went from watching haul videos on Youtube to showing Andrew Vine. Social media doesn’t quite clench onto my brother as it does to me; he drags me out again to play frisbee. We stay an hour. Once home and refreshened, it was time for a fundraiser dinner at the high school cafeteria; Andrew would be serving as waiter for the first 2.5 hours and playing in the middle school jazz ensemble for the last half. After a 4-course meal and a most comprehensive sampling of this town’s young musical talent, we returned home and decided it’s movie night and the movie will be Matilda (always the best).
Now that’s all over and I’m sitting here, trying to remember this day forever. The levity. Comfort. Family. Community. Going through a day with not much planned and coming to realize near the end that, actually, very many pieces of Good Things happened.
So now really, at the end of the day, those Good Things are afloat and swirling in my mind, which at the same time, is moving onto bigger-picture things like I really love my brother and maybe life in suburbia is what I would like after all. But before those pieces of Good Things turn into fears, worries, stress about the future again, I’ll just conclude by saying Praise the Lord.
i need to read.
a lot.
and KNOW STUFF.
and THINK.
THINKING IS THE HARDEST PART.
always.
I only have room for things in my life that feel great and have purpose. No matter how cool something is, if it doesn’t pass my checklist I’m running the other way.
- Pharrell Williams | Fast Company December 2012/January 2013
Steak has become the butch foodie communion, and tellingly not just for flinty-eyed, Armani-suited leaner-than-thou businessmen, but for metrosexuals who wish to beef up their cultural testosterone.
I think I exceeded my maximum occupancy. Wait, I mean maximum capacity.
These maps of how Americans speak English differently are super interesting. I completely match central Jersey norms.
WANT
this is a classy fucking coffee table
floppy table
uh……YES PLEASE.
A Tweet of a Vine of an Instagram of a Tumblr Post of a Facebook Post of a Tweet
And here’s a reblog of that same tweet of a vine of an Instagram of a Tumblr Post of a Facebook Post of a Tweet. No big deal.
That moment when social media makes your head exploooooode.
I’m losing it.