Fast Drying Paint Advertising

For my MSCH- A305 class project, I decided to create a video advertisement for my hypothetical brand, Swift Paint. I thought this medium of advertisement would draw in my audience but also keep them entertained. When the opportunity came to design my advertisement, I wanted it to be simple, creative and dynamic. Being an artistic person myself, I thought using my ability to paint would lead the audience to want to paint by using fast drying paint. I displayed the before, during and after with the process of Swift Paint. This advertisement is to motivate more people to start expressing themselves through art by using dependable paint supplies like Swift Paint. I believe my video advertisement tells a story about my brand and myself.

DIFFERENCES

There will always be cultural differences between countries and it’s interesting to observe them from an outside perspective. Mongolia and America are very different just by their appearance, actions and the culture of the country.

One of the first differences I saw was Mongolian men always driving shirtless. If you looked in every car you would witness a half naked man. There were shirtless men in the city and the countryside, they were everywhere. You couldn’t miss it. It got hot in Mongolia but not to the extent of going shirtless but that’s just Mongolia I guess. Americans are more reserved and it’s not socially appropriate to be so exposed all the time. I thought it was funny and weird to see shirtless men walking/driving around but all you can do is just embrace it.

Another difference from Mongolians to Americans is that Mongolian women don’t wear the traditional wedding ring. Some don’t even wear their rings at all! I guess in their culture it’s not as important as other things. Some women have rings but it either a certain stone or a different design to represent their marriage. American women live for their wedding rings and since they were little girls they’ve dreamed about their wedding day. The traditional wedding ring is worn 24/7 and fantasized about.

 Mongolia has a lot of the generic cars that are also driven in America but with the wheel on the left or the right. It’s like they have a choice to pick where they want to put their steering wheel. I’ve been in so many cars/taxis that it’s always different every time I get into a car. Because cars are so versatile it makes me think about how unorganized Mongolia is. Just from wheels being on both sides.  I view it as unsafe and messy. Counties have car wheels on a designated side and that shows order. It might just be me but I feel thats what it symbolizes as and it bothers me so much. (Just OCD things)

This last difference connects to me and changed me when I learned about it. On my Gobi Desert trip a nomadic family told me that Mongolian babies are born with blue butts. For the first few years the baby’s butt is blue and fades as they get older. It’s so cool to think that I had a blue butt when i was little. That connection to the Mongolian people fascinated me, I’ve always known I was Mongolian but I never felt like it. I’ve just felt like an American because thats all I knew. This discovery was the first feeling that made me connect to the Mongolian people because it’s a special concept in the Mongolian DNA. I loved learning about this and it opened my eyes to what I was.

I loved observing and learning about the differences between Mongolia and America. It made me grateful for somethings in America but I also found myself and new found feelings to my homeland.

NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES

Driving in Mongolia is probably one of the most dangerous things ever. You are in constant fear of getting hit or you’re in a car with a terrible driver. Instead of using their blinkers they beep at one another to communicate. Companies made blinkers for a reason so use them! It’s never a peaceful ride with Mongolian drivers. They never stay in between the lines of the road so everyone is driving on top of each other. There are crazy drivers that simply don’t care about the safety of other cars. I’ve been in so many potential car crashes that driving like this is so normal for me now. Pray for me! :))))

ARRIVING

I honestly didn’t know what I got myself into when I landed in Mongolia. I was so relieved to get off my flights and was ready to go to bed. My family friend and her husband both picked me up from the airport and gave me a tour of Mongolia. I didn’t know what to expect. Ulaan Baatar is a developing city, constantly building and people are always on the go. From men painting guard rails green to repaving roads, the city is becoming itself. It reminds me of New York City. Chaotic and crowded. As we were driving around I was surprised to see so many karaoke bars. Some blocks had more than one and sometimes next to each other. I didn’t know that Mongolians liked to sing so much.

The city isn’t that big. I’ve traveled around a lot and somehow I always know where I am and what’s around me. You basically just need to remember a couple of big buildings and that gives you a relative idea of where you are. The city is quite unique. My favorite thing about this city is that there are mountains surrounding it. I think that is the most beautiful view to see from a city. You can detect what happens in  the mountains from the weather in the city. If it’s foggy and cloudy then you know that there was a forest fire in the mountains. It’s so interesting and I love always looking up at the mountains.

SIXTEEN HOURS

I’ve always loved airports and planes. The thought of seeing people arriving and departing to and from different places around the world is magical. It’s such a great environment and everyone’s on the go.

Flying is a fun thing but when you’re on a plane with 30 screaming babies it’s a different story. My 9 hour flight from JFK- New York to Moscow, Russia was the longest flight I’ve ever taken. First of all, our plane was late which led us to board the plane an hour to two hours later than expected. It was 3 AM and we were in the air. Sidebar: who would ever make their babies fly for 9 hours? I think they’re crazy people that crave inflicting misery on innocent victims. But that’s just me. So getting back on topic, I somehow fell asleep and I also got myself moved up to first class which was HUGE! The powers of Okna at work. During the last hours of my flight I was freaking out because I had to transfer flights. I didn’t know what to expect. Are Russians nice? Could they speak English? So many questions were rushing thru my head. Anxiety was setting in.

Transferring flights is probably the most stressful thing ever. Gates change, times sometimes don’t correspond and it’s just a lot of people running from one place to another. Being in Russia I didn’t have any service or wifi so I just relied on the people around me. With my luck my gate changed and I rushed thru security and speed-walked to my gate. Prior to my trip my dad freaked me out about how little time I would have to transfer planes but thankfully I had time to spare. I was so happy to arrive at my last flight and I could finally breathe. It was weird not being able to call my family and telling them I was safe and alive. But the idea of my dad always tracking my flights kept me protected. Sometimes he can be excessive but I’ll always love the crazy stuff he does for me. Shoutout to Josh! You’re the best. So back to my gate, I was very surprised because I didn’t expect so many Americans to be going to Mongolia. I thought I was going to be in a pool of Mongolians and asians but it was a very diverse group. I guess Mongolia is a popular place to travel to.

My last flight was during sunrise and showed the best views of Mongolia. The mountains were gorgeous and they surrounded everything. The birds eye view of Mongolia showed how much larger the countryside is compared to the towns and cities. As we were flying you could see the windows getting frosty with snowflakes, illustrating the crazy temperature changes in Mongolia. It was surreal that I landed in my homeland and it was scary entering into a whole new world.

JUNE 24 AT 9 PM

The actual significance of my trip to Mongolia hit me really hard and fast. The belief in everyone’s head was that my flight would leaving on June 25th at 1 pm but thankfully my dad scrutinized the itinerary and realized that it was 12 hours earlier at 1 in the morning.  This gave us a limited time to get to the airport. That moment made me so stressed and scared because of the lack of packing I had done and also the thought of not having time to say goodbye to all my friends. I had to rush and text my goodbyes which made me feel homesick even though I was still in my house. While getting texts saying “have a  safe flight” and “miss you already”, that was the first time I actually felt alone. I realized the amount of independence I was getting on this trip and I was scared to accept it. Who let me, O.L.F., travel alone to a different country! My parents have always told me that I’m capable of anything but sometimes I don’t always believe that because I’m insecure and afraid of change. I HAD TO CHANGE AND BE AN ADULT. Now that’s some scary shit.  6,289 miles away from my home, family, friends, dog and my life for 46 days. Get ready for the biggest roller coaster of a lifetime.

JUST THE BEGINNING

Hello friends!! If you didn’t already know I’m Okna Freeman and welcome to my blog. I am 17 years old (almost 18), I live in a small town in Westchester, New York and I have the best and most supportive family and friends. This is my first blog ever and it’s dedicated to my 2017 summer adventure in Mongolia. I’m going back to my roots and visiting old friends and volunteering at the Lotus Center which is an orphanage located outside of the capital Ulaanbaatar. This is going to be a sentimental trip because I was born in Mongolia and was adopted at the age of 3. I have lived in America ever since and I have a great life with so many opportunities and it’s everything I’ve always wanted. All thanks to my amazing family and they’re encouragement and endless support. Come on this adventure with me and explore my past!!