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CRAVE is the new biannual CReAtiVE career journal by and for CReAtiVE students. CRAVE can be defined by the following three “C’s”: Creative, Career, and...Cookies. (We wish. We like cookies.) Alas. Our focus is fostering a greater Creative Community here at Georgetown, specifically in the Career space. So, there you have it. Our three “C’s”: Creative | Career | Community
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gucrave-blog · 7 years ago
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gucrave-blog · 7 years ago
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Alumni Profile: Andie Pine
Where are you working now?
I work at Bloomingdale’s in the buying department
What is your job title?
I’m an Assistant Buyer
What advice would you give to young creative Hoyas?
It’s important to know that it’s okay to do things out of the norm at Georgetown. There were times I was unsure about what I wanted to do because of the overwhelming number of students who work in finance or consulting. That being said, it’s okay to do something different. One piece of advice I would give is that you should be prepared to put yourself out there and take the first step in finding opportunities that aren’t as common for Georgetown students. It’s important and also really helpful to take advantage of the companies that are coming and recruiting on campus - like Bloomingdale’s !! - and getting to know the recruiters and alumni who work there. In any industry, networking is important, but for creative industries (and from my own experience) it’s extremely helpful to understand the different roles that are out there. Never be afraid of asking people questions about their jobs! Everyone loves to talk about what they do.
Can students contact you? If so, please provide an email address.
Yes, of course! My email address is [email protected]
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gucrave-blog · 7 years ago
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From the Editors: Binge-worthy weekend watching
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American Gods 
American Gods is now streaming via a 7-day Starz free trial through Amazon, so if you're up for binge-watching, you're in for a really good week. This show is an absolute gem and I've been accused of recommending it to people multiple times since bingeing it myself last summer. Based on a Neil Gaiman novel (author of Coraline, Good Omens, Anasi Boys, and occasional writer of Dr. Who), American Gods takes you on a road-trip across America with a leprechaun, a dead wife, a mysterious god named Wednesday, and a bewildered ex-prisoner named Shadow Moon as the traditional Old Gods of mythology and legend rally to battle with the new sleek American Gods of modern life and technology. The show is darkly humorous, stunningly shot, quirky, dreamlike, surprisingly introspective, and will make you really, really want to go on a road-trip this summer.
Trapped
The New York Times describes “Trapped” as “Nordic Noir.”  Whatever you call it, it’s moody, mysterious, and altogether beautifully, intensely claustrophobic.  All the action takes place in a small town, on a small fjord, during the bleak cold of an Icelandic winter.  The 2008 financial crisis is very real and very keenly felt in this struggling village.  And when a headless, limbless torso is fished out of the water, the reverberations threaten to dismantle an already fragile community.  In Icelandic with English subtitles. Now streaming on Amazon Prime.
Grace & Frankie
Grace & Frankie features a cast jam-packed with stars, both young and old. While it may seem like it is targeted to a more mature audience because it's plot revolves around two older women left single and confused after their husbands fall in love with each other, the comedy is relatable to just about anyone and addicting as ever. At its essence, the show highlights the truism that everyone's family is a little bit crazy, but leaves the audience uplifted at the end of each episode as familial love prevails through a comedy of errors. Now streaming on Netflix.
Spotlight
Although the field of journalism might not be the first that comes to mind with the word “creative,” Spotlight, currently streaming on Netflix, offers a fascinating look at the intersection of career and creativity.  By focusing on the team of investigative reporters at the Boston Globe who broke the story on the Catholic Church’s cover-up of abusive priests, the film portrays the importance of thinking creatively to perform a job, even if the job involves uncovering facts.  If you’re looking to be inspired by a job well-done, I’d recommend this movie. Now streaming on Netflix.
Queer Eye
“Queer Eye,” the Netflix remake of the early 2000s hit “Queer Eye for the Straight Guy,” is the exact heartwarming home renovation-meets-What-Not-To-Wear-meets-Biggest-Loser show you’ve been looking for all these years (and we know you’ve been looking). Set in Atlanta, the show has featured a few men who, pre-transformation, were skeptical about queer people. While emboldening the men they help to live better, more confident lives, the Fab Five engage in conversations about religion, politics, social movements, and the role queer people play in all of this. The result? An emotional, entertaining, and uplifting TV series. Our verdict: definitely worth the watch.
Chef’s Table
One incredibly cool show streaming on Netflix right now that's second season came out this past year is Chef's Table. The show details the intersection of the personal and professional lives of some of the most celebrated chef's in the world. Not only does it offer a stunning aesthetic view of their creations, but it deeply addresses the aspects of culture and even spirituality that go into the process of making and serving food. From traditional French cooking to eclectic fusion food, the show truly has it all. Whether you just like food or are interested in cooking, culture, or storytelling, it's definitely well worth the watch.
#fromtheeditors #netflix #starz #amazon #streaming #americangods #trapped #chefstable #spotlight #queereye #graceandfrankie
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gucrave-blog · 7 years ago
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From the Editors: What is Kindness?
by Naomi Shihab Nye
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
 Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
 Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.
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gucrave-blog · 7 years ago
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Student Work: Gabriela Gura
College | Anticipated Graduation: 2021
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gucrave-blog · 7 years ago
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From the Editors: What is fame?
“Famous” By Naomi Shihab Nye
The river is famous to the fish.
The loud voice is famous to silence,
which knew it would inherit the earth before anybody said so.
The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds 
watching him from the birdhouse.
The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek.
The idea you carry close to your bosom 
is famous to your bosom.
The boot is famous to the earth,
more famous than the dress shoe,
which is famous only to floors.
The bent photograph is famous to the one who carries it
and not at all famous to the one who is pictured.
I want to be famous to shuffling men
who smile while crossing streets,
sticky children in grocery lines,
famous as the one who smiled back.
I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do.
Read On Being’s Parker J Palmer’s reflection on fame and poet  Naomi Shihab Nye 
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gucrave-blog · 7 years ago
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From the Editors: Creatives & Social Impact: Jessamyn Stanley and Mr. Rogers
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Jessamyn Stanley | From Marie Claire | “I think the real work that needs to be done is understanding why exercise pants have become a battle field. What kind of deeply rooted, body-negative bedrock are we shaking by encasing our fat rolls in rainbow-colored casing? Every curvature and dimple serves as a metaphorical middle finger to the patriarchal body-shaming status quo that profits from human beings believing they are unworthy of garments. There’s no shame in yoga leggings and there’s no shame in sweatpants—wear what makes you feel good and try not to let the haters get in the way of basking in your own greatness.” https://www.marieclaire.com/health-fitness/a18564389/yoga-leggings-versus-sweat-pants/
Mr. Rogers |  From May 1, 1969, the U.S. Senate Subcommittee on Communication |  “This is what I give. I give an expression of care every day to each child, to help him realize that he is unique. I end the program by saying, “You’ve made this day a special day, by just your being you. There’s no person in the whole world like you, and I like you, just the way you are.” https://youtu.be/yXEuEUQIP3Q
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gucrave-blog · 8 years ago
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For those with Dreams of Nutcrackers and Ballerina Princesses
I’ve always had this acute sense that I wanted to change the world.
5: I wanted to be a ballerina. Tiny me, covered in baby fat, tiptoed around cabins with my arms outstretched, jumping over alligator ponds, as graceful as any baby-fat-riddled five-year-old could be. “I’ll be the ballewina pwincess and you.. you can be the nutcwacko” And I waltzed onto the top of the couch in order to get more attention than my sister, who was walking around the cabin as a nutcracker going “Ahm.. ahm.. ahm…” and yet, for some reason, my dad decided to follow her with his camera I quit because my friends did. I quit because it must have been boring.
7: I wanted to be a writer. My second grade teacher had written a book and introduced me to words. I wrote stories about dragons and sarcastic princesses. I wanted to be recognized, to be different, to be talented, to be original. But Monica was the best writer, and she always won the award for the smartest kid in the class, just like my sister.
I’ve always had this acute sense that I wanted to change the world.
10: I wanted to be a baker, because that’s what my sister said she wanted to be.
11: I wanted to be a scientist. I know, right? Me? But it was really more about wanting to be an explorer. I wanted to trek farther than roads would take me, lower than the oceans even go.
I’ve always had this acute sense that I wanted to change the world.
13: I wanted to be an actress on Broadway.
14: I wanted to be a mathematician, but only if that acting thing didn’t work out.
15: I wanted to make some friends.
16: I wanted to do anything to make my sister stay home. I also wanted to be a psychologist.
I’ve always had this acute sense that I wanted to change the world.
17: I wanted to shrink when I realized that I couldn’t, when I realized that I would be far too stuck analyzing ghostly apple trees on green hills and the Earth’s asthmatic, lonely breath because all I wanted to do was drive my eyes down concrete phrases, previously unexplored and hold my breath and dive deeper into Kate’s “seductive” seas teeming with hermit crabs with Tennessee’s claws(es) and sharks with Sylvia’s “full set of teeth,” teeming with Allen’s jellyfish of poetry and Eliot’s O-mouthed sucker fish gobbling their Shakespearian rags and words and writers and scraps of age old thoughts sparkling under the heat of the sun. I wanted to stop believing the implications when my cousins and uncles and aunts asked me, “Is there even anything you can do with an English degree?” or “Why don’t you study computer science like your sister?” or “Do you think you’ll go anywhere with that?”
Today, I crack my knuckles to remember my Nutcracker dream. I cling onto poetry to remind myself that I can find cradles in the loops of the alphabet. I question everything I see. I travel and explore, I trek the Himalayas and dive into the Atlantic. I read plays to remind myself of that time I welcomed the stage. I count and count and count, I make sequences and series to find patterns in my life. I integrate and derive memories to remember my sister’s dreams and my mother’s dreams and my father’s dreams.
And I love every dream I come across that is not my own, I love that my sister can change the world and that my classmates can change the world and that my parents have changed the world.
But I had stopped allowing myself to waltz on couches and write stories about dragons and sarcastic princesses because I figure that someone will win that award while I’m sitting there with the award for “Nice Try! But not quite good enough.”
Yet somehow, I still find myself having the acute sense that I want to change the world.
So, … I am a ballerina princess. Writer. Dragon slayer. Explorer. Capable of changing the world.
by: Olivia Jimenez
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gucrave-blog · 8 years ago
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From the Editors: Career Advice from Bill Watterson, Cartoon blogged by Zen Pencils, Gavin Aung Than
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Check out the full cartoon HERE
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