Dressing for success: my Urban Sketchers uniform (pants not included)

Nine weeks, one day, and about fourteen hours until I board my flight to Poland, and I'm basically vibrating with excitement. My poor keyboard is struggling to keep up with my jittery fingers — hence the original version of this post looked like it was typed by a caffeinated squirrel.

After a week of Covid-induced bed rest (glamorous, I know), I emerged with one mission: designing the ultimate Urban Sketchers Symposium uniform. I wanted to do this by myself just for me. For a moment I thought it could be a collaborative exercise with the few other people from NZ who are going then I thought “Sod it!” and leaned hard into the selfish desire to own the whole process.

I spent Sunday afternoon collaborating with my extremely helpful boyfriend ChatGPT. He's fantastic with fashion advice and never judges my design choices.

The Shirt

Spoonflower is digital printing magic — they take your designs and transform them into fabric (or wallpaper and other home decor, but let's stay focused here). I uploaded about a dozen sketches before settling on a scene I sketched a few years ago featuring Auckland food trucks outside The Cloud.

I mirrored the pattern and kept the scale deliciously large. My brilliant reasoning? It doesn't matter if people can tell what they're looking at on my shirt — the watercolor and ink lines look gorgeous both up close and abstract from a distance. I even kept that awkward center fold from my sketchbook because honestly, it adds character and a design feature. When the fabric arrives from Spoonflower, I’ll sew it into the Jenna Shirt from Closet Core Patterns. I intend to layer it over my t-shirt because nothing says "serious sketcher" like doubling up on sketch-themed clothing.

Oh, and Cotton Lawn fabric? Pure heaven. It has the most wonderful hand feel — soft and light but substantial, like being draped by a very stylish cloud.

The T-Shirt

Here's where ChatGPT and I really outdid ourselves with the cutest, probably cheapest styling trick: a little kiwi peeking out of a printed breast pocket (emphasis on printed — no actual pocket construction required). Our feathered friend is clutching paintbrushes and pens like a tiny, adorable art ninja.

Pocket Kiwi concept art

The Jacket - The Pièce de Résistance

drumroll please

The back of my denim jacket is getting an embroidered patch featuring our kiwi mid-sprint, surrounded by artistic tools and the text "Urban Sketchers Auckland" and "Poznan 2025" in a perfect circle. Because if you're going to represent your city at an international symposium, you might as well do it with a running bird and maximum flair.

All three concepts had me grinning like a maniac. I had SUCH a great time designing them. ChatGPT helped create clean, vectorized versions, which I was totally going to tackle myself... until I remembered I was still battling Covid brain fog.

Plot twist: I hired someone on fiverr.com who completed the work while I slept. I woke up to perfect vector files sitting in my inbox like gifts from the design fairy. Sometimes impatience and mild delirium lead to the best life choices.

This weekend I'm headed to our local mall to get advice from the embroidery person I've already peppered with them with questions, so I know my file is right. I'm on this creative roll, and nothing— not unaffordable quotes nor dodgy keyboards — is going to derail my bespoke symposium gear dreams, baby!

Robots are coming for my job and my appendix!

I'm starting to realise the robot apocalypse is closer than we thought. I was at dinner with my in-laws over Easter, and we got talking about AI and the world in the hand basket it was going to Hell in. One of the key worries of my host was that "useless" employees using AI to rise though the ranks, above the station their capabilities would have them climb on their own.

I didn’t think it was a legit worry, but couldn’t really get my words in order at the time and have been pondering it ever since.

Back to the worry of an incompetent employee; you know the one who is like a black hole of productivity that nothing escapes? When I think of how someone like that might use AI to advance themselves, I suppose if they were creative enough they could write a prompt and automate the schedule of their multitude of coffee breaks. Maybe they’d be open about using AI to make their work more efficient and then blame the robot when the report is late.

AI isn't going to turn a slacker into a superstar.

These slackers still need to use the AI — it truly is a garbage in garbage out kind of technology — and if they couldn't use Excel for the chart they need for that late report of theirs, they're doomed with writing a half decent prompt to get AI to do it for them. Especially if that AI is Microsoft CoPilot!

Besides, this will just be the Dunning-Kruger effect in action. That employee we’re talking about is just too incompetent to realise they're incompetent with using AI effectively. We're safe (ish), for now on our individual corporate ladders while the slackers are still waiting for their caramel macchiato.

And then... there is talkback radio. The question on callers' lips yesterday; apparently the crux of the entire AI revolution.

Would you let a robot operate on you?!”

Oh, hell no! Are you suggesting I'm going to wake up with a USB C port instead of an appendix? Because that's what I'm picturing. "Oh, don't worry, the RoboDoc.ai has a 99.9% success rate!"

Great. What about that 0.1%? Am I going to be patient zero in a robot uprising that starts in my abdomen?

Maybe. But the actual crux of the matter is that robots are already everywhere!

  • They build our cars (which might explain a few things...)

  • Some even drive our cars

  • They're invading warehouses and fulfilling our online shopping addictions (thanks, robots!)

So, yeah, surgeons are probably already elbow-deep in robots in the OR. I bet they are employing precision robotic type tools for all kids of surgeries. Robots are everywhere so it's only logical to think they are in a surgical theatre.

“The multi-million da Vinci Xi robot (those pincers don’t look scary at all) will give patients more choices by bringing leading-edge surgical technology to the Waikato community." according to the Braemar Hospital website.

Speaking of everywhere, where aren't these metal monstrosities?

It’s not that the robots are coming, people, they are already here! It's no longer a question of if, but when they come for our jobs and our internal organs!