21.03.15 | 14:24 // Catching up on lecture notes is the first of a hundred things I have to do. On a side note, I frickin LOVE uniballs. Oh and disclaimer: I do not go to Harvard. I have a Harvard mug though, which deludes me into believing I am a genius ;)
When I Grow Up I Want To Be A* Artist - How 7 Year Old Me Was Right All Along
Last week I had the pleasure of giving a design lecture as part of Hyperakt’s Lunch Talk series in Brooklyn. The talk was inspired by an old photo I found from my childhood in which seven year-old me is sitting next to a chalk drawing declaring “When I grow up, I want to be an artist.“ This presentation is my way of telling you my story chronologically without boring you to death with the “and then I did this, and then I did that” set up. It’s a mix of things I’ve learned, things I’ve eaten, and things I’ve done that have landed me where I am today. Hopefully you can take away a few bits and pieces that will help you reach your own creative goals.
Pour yourself a glass of wine, open a bag of something crunchy, and enjoy!
HALLO! My name is Lauren Hom, and I’m a designer, illustrator, and hand letterer based here in Brooklyn. Some of you might know me as the snarky illustrator behind the blog (and now book) Daily Dishonesty. Some of you might know me as the Beyonce-loving girl who sells your ex-boyfriend’s tears. And the rest of you might know me as the hungry chalk artist who trades lettering for lunches all around New York City.
While those are all good things to know me as, today I want to spend a little time with you and let you get to know me as just me, a hungry girl from California who made enough cool stuff to have a room of people show up to hear her talk.
Remember in kindergarten when they made you fill this out? Do you remember what you wrote? Doctor? Firefighter? Teacher? Ninja? I’m sure many different careers have filled that blank space throughout time, but I can guarantee you that hand letterer isn’t one of them. Five year olds don’t even know what graphic design is yet! (Mine will though, duh.) If you had told me as a child that you could make a living drawing words, just words, I would’ve laughed at you and then asked for one of your blue Gushers. But yet, here I am, all grown up living in New York City, getting paid to draw words.
What I actually wrote was this:
Los Angeles, California 1997, two weeks before my 8th birthday. It says "When I grow up, a artist” but for the sake of having a normal conversation let’s assume I meant to say: “When I grow up, I want to be a* artist.”
*I kept the poor grammar for authenticity. This is the theme of my talk today. It’s a mix of stories, thoughts, projects and bits of advice that have led me right here. But mostly, it’s a reminder to myself and all of you that, with a little child-like creativity, you can still fill that blank space with whatever you want.
I think that my work is the culmination of all the things I’ve loved in my lifetime, so I want to share them with you. Prepare yourselves for a trip down memory lane (especially if you’re in your 20’s).
I grew up in the 90’s, so I was surrounded by things like Lisa Frank, Nintendo, and Pokemon. Too much color. Too much sparkle. Too much AWESOME. But that’s what I grew up loving, and luckily with time and few graphic design classes, I learned how to tone it down.
Then I entered my teenage years at the height of the Myspace era. Fall Out Boy was my favorite band (they still kind of are). I went to Warped Tour. I had a choppy emo haircut. I spent way too much time on my AIM Buddy Profile (which was actually probably my first introduction to typography). My good friend Brett still likes to remind me that I was a huge fan of Impact in lime green and hot pink at the time.
Of course the internet consumed my life, so eventually I stumbled across Threadless, a super cool t-shirt company. It was my first time seeing the pairing of really cool ideas with really great designs, and I would spend hours dragging my favorite ones into a folder on my desktop.
Around the same time, I also discovered PostSecret. For those of you who weren’t super angsty as teens, let me explain. People would write down their secrets on homemade postcards and mail them in anonymously, where they would then be posted onto a blog.
I would spend my nights scrolling through these sometimes funny, sometimes heart-wrenching combinations of words and images. The honesty was addicting, especially the ones that I could relate to.
Post Secret is a great example of what I call an “OMG Me Too” moment. You know when you start talking to someone new and realize that you have a ton in common?
Imagine we’re at a party:
Awesome chick 1: I’m from Washington.
Awesome chick 2: I’m from the West Coast too!
Awesome chick 1: I like baking.
Awesome chick 2: Wow, I like to bake too!
Awesome chick 1: I still listen to pop punk music from 8th grade.
Awesome chick 2: OMG ME TOO.
This is an actual conversation I had with a girl at a party during freshman year of college. And you know what? Six years later, she’s one of my best friends and was sitting in the front row at this talk as my moral support. Hi Sophie!
What I’m trying to say is that a little connection goes a long way, especially with creative work. It’s a really special feeling to see something and feel like the person who made it already knows you. I try to infuse my work with as much of this as possible.
Daily Dishonesty is a good example of an OMG ME TOO moment, which is why I think the blog became so popular.
OMG I don’t shave my legs all week too! OMG I’ll be there in five minutes (even though I haven’t left the house yet) too! OMG I SUCK AT DIETS TOO. I became this complete stranger that people could somehow relate to, the kind of person you’d want to sit on the couch and drink boxed wine with.
So let’s take it back to my teenage years in 2007 and talk about what I loved at the time: thrift shopping. We had a killer Salvation Army near my hometown, and I loved spending hours sifting through racks of clothing to find the good stuff. After a while, everyone started asking me where I was getting all of my vintage clothing. So I had an idea to throw monthly yard sales on my front lawn. At the beginning of each month, I’d ask my dad to borrow $100, go to the Salvation Army every weekend and dig through bags of old jewelry and racks of dresses. I’d bring my winnings back home, fix a few buttons and hemlines, throw on some price tags, and stockpile it in my room until the end of the month rolled around. Then I’d whip up a shitty vector poster (Live Trace was pretty much the only tool I knew in CS3) and post it on Facebook along with pictures of the clothes.
People would show up at my driveway to swarm the sales, leaving almost nothing behind, and I’d usually walk away with about $500 (or $400 after I paid my dad back). That’s like a million dollars to a 17 year-old! I felt like I had hit the jackpot: I was getting paid to do something that I normally did for fun. I also worked part time at Coldstone Creamery scooping ice cream, so you could say that these yard sales were my first side project!
When it came time to pick a college and a major, I wanted to find something that was creative but also paid well. I was raised by two very practical parents from middle class families (my dad is an accountant and my mom is a nurse), and even though I knew they supported me no matter what, I wanted to give them peace of mind that I wouldn’t be a starving artist.
Advertising seemed to be just that. I had taken a few weekend classes at Pasadena Art Center, made a few poorly photoshopped ads, and decided that liked it enough to declare it as my major when I was accepted to the School of Visual Arts.
^This is the first ad I ever made. I still think it’s GOLD.
At my high school, I was the art kid, like many of you were too. I served as Commissioner of Art on my student council and was in charge of making all of the posters and banners for events around the school. It was general knowledge that I was good at art and design. It’s a nice feeling being told that you’re really great at something, but it’s not the best way to grow. I chose to go to art school because I wanted to be surrounded by other people who were also the “art kids” at their schools. I don’t think you can get better if you’re in an environment where you’re always on top. I also think that talent and ambition are contagious, and I wanted to catch as much of it as possible.
Out of the 42 classes I took during my four years at SVA, only 2 of them had anything to do with typography or lettering, which is ironic because it’s the only thing I do now. I looked at my design classes as just for fun, since I never planned on doing it as a career. This turned out to be a great thing - if you’re not having fun, you’re doing it wrong.
I had the pleasure of taking Richard Mehl’s Typography class and Gail Anderson’s Communication Design class. I had done extensive research on all of the professors at SVA and settled on those two as the ones I wanted to learn from. In those two classes, I learned the basics of typography and letterforms, but the most important thing I discovered in these classes was my voice. We’d get super open assignments, like:
Design a typeface in the style of your choosing. I designed one called Gourmet and painted it onto cupcakes.
Design a deck of cards. I made a deck of recipe cards called Fork My Life based on the insight that people are emotional eaters. They feature sad illustrations of food and funny recipe titles.
Anyone notice a pattern yet? Food with a bit of humor. That was the theme of almost all my design projects. If someone approached you and said, “Design anything you want. Here’s a lot of money.” Where does your mind wander to first? That’s your gut or heart or whatever you want to call it. It’s super important to listen to it. You should be designing and making things that you’re crazy about. Not only will the process be infinitely more enjoyable, but people will care more because you care.
During sophomore year of college, I decided that I wanted to start doing freelance design on the side to make some extra money. I was working as a sales girl at LUSH at the time, and one day I came home from work and was like, “Wait, I moved 3,000 miles away to go to art school. Shouldn’t everything I’m doing be artistic? I can draw and know some Photoshop. I’ll figure it out.”
We live in a fast-paced world filled with infinite distractions, and it’s easy to lose focus. Seriously, that instant-play-the-next-episode function they implemented on Netflix is my arch nemesis. Anyways, I think it’s important to check in with yourself and make sure you’re on the right track to accomplishing your dreams every now and then. I like to keep an on-going note in my iPhone of all the things I want to do. I look at it once a week to remind myself that all of my actions should be steps (even if they’re just baby steps) towards these things.
So I quit the next day and went to the only place I could think of: Craigslist. No joke, my freelance design career had very humble beginnings. I’d spend my evenings scrolling through the creative gigs section and sending emails with my portfolio link. I’d pretty much design anything anyone let me. Logos for $50. Illustrations of strangers for their wedding invitations. Basically every cringe-worthy design job you can think of.
You can’t just sit around as a new designer and wait for an email from Google asking you to redesign their logo for a million dollars. You have to start somewhere, and it’s never pretty. Start small, and I promise you that each new project gets a tiny bit better and so do you. As I kept picking up these odd jobs, $10/hr turned into $20 and then $30 and so on. I also learned how to manage my time, interact with clients, and send invoices. All because of a little ambition and Craigslist.
Internship photoshopping patterns onto products at Amika
Internship designing sparkly posters for tween shows at Nickelodeon
Internship scanning and retouching images for a shadow type book at Louise Fili
See how each job got a little bit better then the previous one? Each of these small jobs contributed to the work I do now. I learned how to use Illustrator from the lead Stoned Cows artist. I got crazy good with clipping masks at Amika. My creative director at Nickelodeon introduced me to Photoshop brushes and textures. Just being in Louise Fili’s office exposed me to hundreds of new type styles. Remember that everyone you meet knows something that you don’t know. No matter how trivial a task or job might seem, there’s something great to learn from every experience if you’re open to it.
When I was starting out, I took any project or job that anyone would let me. I think that when you’re a younger designer, you should say yes to everything. You have so much more to gain than lose. None of those jobs I mentioned before paid very well, but what else was I going to do with my time in college? Cough cough istillreallyenjoybeerpong cough cough. When you’re more established and your time is more valuable, you can say no to things that aren’t worth the experience or money. I think that being able to say no is a luxury.
I already know I’m disgusting, okay? But hear me out. This here is the truest truth I’ve ever come up with. Believe it or not, this is kinda the test I use to filter through my ideas. If I come up with an idea and don’t feel that “I absolutely must do this” feeling, I won’t do it. I can tell when I have a really good idea because it becomes this all-consuming thing that I simply must do or I’ll explode into a million little pieces. You know, kind of like a…
For example: one night in college, I was sitting in the kitchen with my roommate having our weekly wine and cheese night. It was 2012 and we had just started our senior year, which was super crazy with finals and portfolios. We started talking about all the things we wanted to do in our spare time: I wanted to do hot yoga every day (WHAT WAS I THINKING?!). She wanted to brew her own beer. We wanted to start a baking blog. All of a sudden, we looked at each other and burst out laughing because we realized we were totally full of crap. We didn’t actually have any spare time! School was too demanding. All of a sudden, I felt the lightbulb go off in my head: I lie to myself all the time. I ran to my desk, sketched a few out, bought a URL, and Daily Dishonesty was born the next day.
When I came up with the idea for Daily Dishonesty, I didn’t really tell anyone about it. A part of me just knew it was a great idea and I went ahead and made it. I think that everyone has the same ability to recognize good ideas. Be your own creative director and approve it! The more you run it by other people, the more clouded the idea and your judgement can get. It’s like the too many cooks spoil the soup mentality. If you think it’s smart or cool or funny, it probably is. Trust yourself more!
Whenever people ask me how the Daily Dishonesty blog got so popular, I tell them that I credit it to two things. This is the first: Hashtags! When hashtags first came around, they made my head spin. #bacon, #ootd, #tbt. It’s easy to make fun of or be turned off by someone who hashtags the crap out of their photos or blog posts. Trust me, I used to be one of them; my Instagram feed pristine and hashtag free, my Tumblr posts pure and clean. But the truth is, I owe a lot of my good fortune to adding hashtags to my work. When I first started Daily Dishonesty, I was kind of new to the Tumblr game. I spent a good amount of time browsing around other popular Tumblr pages, and on a whim I decided to add a hashtag to my first posts: #typography. One couldn’t be that annoying, right?
I woke up the next morning to find that my posts were all featured on the #typography page of Tumblr and had been liked and reblogged a couple hundred times. So, from there on out, I loyally began hashtagging all of my blog posts. I even created a #dailydishonesty eventually. Weeks turned into months, hundreds of followers turned into thousands, thousands turned into tens of thousands, and by the time graduation rolled around, I was signing a book deal for Daily Dishonesty with Abrams.
The second reason I believe Daily Dishonesty stormed the internet was because it hit the sweet spot between great content and great aesthetic. I have this theory that graphic design is like just like dating:
Imagine your design as a person you’re going on a blind date with. If they’re very attractive but have no substance or personality, you won’t be interested for more than a night. If they’re very smart and interesting but you’re not attracted to them, you probably won’t call them again. However, when you meet that person who’s got both beauty and brains…that’s when you’ll stick around.
A beautiful design without a great idea won’t be remembered, and a great idea without a beautiful design won’t be noticed.
I’m positive that I would not have achieved same success if I had started a blog of hand lettered inspirational quotes (think LIVE LOVE LAUGH) in the same illustration style. Or a blog of funny Daily Dishonesty sayings all set in Comic Sans. Not hating on inspirational quotes or Comic Sans, but I’ve noticed that the most successful projects usually have a great idea and great design.
So right after I signed my book deal, I started the advertising life I had planned for myself. My creative partner and I signed on as art directors at a big agency and were eager to produce great work. I’d go to work from 10am to 6pm and then go home and work on the Daily Dishonesty illustrations for the book. It didn’t even feel like work because I was so excited about it.
Around this same time, I broke up with my boyfriend. And it wasn’t one of those “We can still be friends” breakups, if you know what I mean. I cried every night for a week. So much so that I had to sleep with bags of frozen vegetables on my face to avoid puffy eyes in the morning (FYI - peas work the best). One day at work, I was venting to a coworker over lunch at our desks and noticed a block of sticky notes on the table next to us. Feeling especially sassy, I wrote the words “Ex Boyfriend Tears” on a note and stuck it to my bottle of water to make him laugh. For the rest of the day, every female coworker who walked by stopped and told me that it was amazing. Here’s the actual photo from that day:
I felt the lightbulb go off again, and the same thing happened. I went home, sketched out a logo, bought a URL, and googled “wholesale laser engraved flasks”. Within a week, Ex Boyfriend Tears was up and running, and we’d sold out of all our pre-orders thanks to a very special thing I like to call INTERNET KARMA.
The day I launched Ex Boyfriend Tears, I made a post about it through the Daily Dishonesty blog to spread the word. I went back to work and didn’t check back on the post until later that day. I opened it up and saw 12,000 likes and reblogs! Turns out, John Green, the author of that teeny tiny book The Fault In Our Stars, had seen it and reposted it onto his blog. Also turns out, he’s got millions of followers. If you give good things to the internet, it will give you many good things back. If you put crap and mean comments and hate into it, the internet will seek vengeance and make sure that you’re on Facebook every time your boss walks by. And that, my friends, is Internet Karma.
It had been about 6 months at the agency, and I hadn’t produced a single piece of work. Endless brainstorming, endless pitching, and endless nothing to show for it. For those of you who’ve worked at big agencies, you know that there are a million reasons a client will shoot something down, no matter how hard you fight for it. I started looking forward to the weekends a little too much and dreading Mondays a little more each passing week. It’s never the Mondays. It’s your job. Long story short, I was starting to feel unfulfilled by my agency work because I wasn’t making any work. The only things I was making at the time were my side projects. However, I’ve always been an optimist, so I told myself it was just a dry spell that would surely pass soon if we kept working hard.
A week later, we were in the middle of an intense pitch to try to win Tiffany & Co as a client. I had been working from 10am to 2am for three days in a row, and by the fourth night I was feeling pretty rough. When I got home that night at 3 in the morning, I stumbled into the kitchen because I hadn’t eaten since lunch. I opened the fridge, and the only thing in there was a pack of Buitoni ravioli. You know the kind you have to cook for a few minutes and then it’s good to go?
I was so deliriously hungry that I opened the package, sat down on my kitchen floor, and took a bite of an uncooked cheese ravioli. And you know what? It was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. How disturbing is that? I polished off the entire pack and thought to myself, “It’s only been 6 months, and it’s already come to this. This was supposed to be my career. How am I supposed to do this for the rest of my life?”
After that, I began to seriously consider quitting. I was flustered because things weren’t going according to plan, and all I could think of what could go wrong. Luckily, I had my friends to back me up.
Over the next week, I met up with all of my close creative friends and told them how I was feeling. I told them how I was nervous about relying solely on freelance work to support myself. How I was afraid that people would think I was a quitter. How I didn’t think I had a strong enough reputation as a letterer to go out on my own. But you know what? Without blinking an eye, every single one of my friends said, “What are you talking about? Of course you can do it. If anyone’s going to do it, it’s going to be you.”
It really is easier to be brave when you’re not alone. It’s been instrumental to my success to have a rock solid abdomen group of friends. Even the most confident person has their doubts sometimes, and that’s where having a solid support system comes in. It’s easy to be hard on yourself, so now I always think of it like this:
If the tables were turned and a friend came to you with the same issue you’re having, you’d be like, “Hell yeah there’s no doubt in my mind that you can do that. You’re the best.” We should support ourselves the same way we’d support our friends.
Right as I was about to quit, a dream project came through. The design director of Los Angeles magazine had seen one of my Daily Dishonesties on a type blog and wanted to commission some lettering for their feature article that month. It was my first big editorial job, and it couldn’t have come at a more perfect time. I felt like I had stumbled upon a bit of good luck. But then I remembered something my dad told me as a kid: You make your own luck.
Yes, it was a lucky break that this job came through right as I was about to jump into a freelance career. Yes, it was lucky that this one design director happened to see one of my type pieces on a blog. But this luck was the result of a year of hard work maintaining Daily Dishonesty and improving my type skills. The harder you work, the luckier you’ll get. Shortly after the Los Angeles magazine piece hit newsstands, I had other magazines lining up for editorial work. That one magazine spread started a chain reaction of luck: within the year, I’d lettered 10 covers and 7 interior spreads for magazines like Time Out New York, Washingtonian Magazine, and TIME Magazine. Be grateful for lucky moments, but also know that good luck is a sign that you’re doing something right.
As soon as I put in my two weeks at the agency, I started reaching out to illustration agents. I wanted to jump headfirst into my lettering career, and I felt like having representation would make me feel more credible as an illustrator, since I had a bit of experience but not a ton doing client work. So naturally, I looked to my design idols for guidance.
What I did was stalk all of my favorite illustrators’ websites, click on their contact links and see who was representing them. If they were representing my favorite artists, surely they were doing something right. I compiled a list and sent out emails with samples of my work to all of these agencies. I heard back from a handful of them, and eventually signed with &Reach who represent amazing letterers like Darren Booth, Danielle Evans and Dan Cassaro.
I’ve been asked how I’ve managed to accomplish so much at 24. The truth is, there is no secret formula. I’m talented and hardworking, but no more than the next hungry recent college graduate. I’m simply observant.
All I had to do was take look at the top designers in my field and study what they had done to be successful. Jessica Hische does side projects. Jon Contino founded his own line of products that are personal to him. He’s also sells his artwork on Society6. Dana Tanamachi posts process videos of her work online. Hmm…maybe, just maybe if I take a cue from these top-notch illustrators, it’ll help me take a step in the right direction? HELL YEAH!
Paying attention to how a designer works is just as important as paying attention to their body of work. Draw inspiration from their work but mainly from their work ethic.
So it’s been a little over a year of successful freelancing (being able to afford food to put in my face hole, a roof over my head, and the occasional tropical vacation), and people often ask me, “What you do is so specific. How do you get enough work? Have you had any bad financial months yet?” And my response to that is always this quote from Tim Ferris’s book, The 4-Hour Work Week: “The fishing is best where the fewest go.” What that means is this: On the grand scheme of things, there are way fewer people vying for my current full-time lettering job than people vying for my old full-time art director job. When you get more specific with your line of work, your competition inevitably shrinks. I can honestly say that I’ve gotten consistent, well-paying lettering jobs every month this year. Don’t be scared of specializing. There’s plenty of work to go around.
This is one of my favorite quotes by the legendary creative George Lois. Like Lois says, I actually don’t go out of my way to come up with ideas. My days of locking myself in a quiet room and banging my head against a wall for just *one* good idea are over. I like to let my daily life act as the compass that guides the way to inspired ideas. I prefer to work this way because I think that creativity is a relationship between you and your ideas, and just like any other relationship in life, it can’t be forced. Well, it can, but we all know that never ends well.
Which brings me to my latest creative endeavor, Will Letter for Lunch. I came up with this idea while I was walking down a busy avenue in Crown Heights on the way to brunch with a friend. I noticed that almost every restaurant had a chalkboard sign out front with their brunch entree and drink specials for the day. And to be frank, most of them looked like a hungover hostess had written them with her non-dominant hand. I used to be that hungover hostess in college, so I’m allowed to say that. Again, the magical little lightbulb appeared. Restaurants give away free food all the time. I’m a letterer. I’ve never done chalk work before, but if I can do it on paper, how hard could it be in chalk?
And with that, the Will Letter for lunch project was born. The concept is simple: I go around to NYC eateries and offer to re-do their chalkboard signs in exchange for the exact menu items I letter. So if I letter a sign that says “All You Can Eat Mussels and Fries”, I get paid with all you can eat mussels and fries (which is a lot, by the way). If I letter an entire cocktail menu, then it’s going to be an interesting day.
I launched the project in September 2014. I printed out these fliers and walked around for weeks pitching myself to restaurant managers around Brooklyn. Within a week, I had a few restaurants who were game! The word leaked through the design and restaurant communities, and now I’ve practiced my chalk lettering and eaten delicious free food at over 30 NYC eateries. I’ve gained so much from the experience: restaurant industry connections, improved chalk skills, and of course, weight.
My closing thought for you is this: Work hard, snack often. It’s my life motto; I even have it tattooed on my forearms. The work hard part is pretty self-explanatory, so let me explain the snack often. I’ve always been a snacker. The definition of a snack is a light meal eaten in between main meals. In addition to delicious crunchy snacks, I think we all need to have lots of creative snacks as well. Side projects, vacations, hobbies, etc. Anything that makes you feel blissful that you do just for yourself and no one else. I put a lot of effort into my client work, but I put just as much energy into my “snacks”. And you know what? If you keep working hard and making sure to snack often, those little snacks could eventually become your full-time gig.
So now that we’ve spent some time together, you know me a little more as just me: the not-so-secretly Fall Out boy loving, boxed-wine drinking, raw ravioli enjoying girl that I am deep down. To bring things full circle, I want to take it back to seven year old me and my declaration: When I grow up, I want to be a artist.
If you look closely at the chalk drawing, you can see that it’s a girl and a dog (with weird bunny-ish ears). I was going through this phase where all I wanted to draw was pictures of a girl and her dog named Lucky. Them walking. Them running. Them sleeping. Her feeding him (as pictured here). I can’t remember why I wanted to draw this girl and her dog so badly, but I do remember the feeling I had while I was drawing them: clear minded, light hearted, and of course, full bellied. I was drawing them for no other reason than that I thought it was cool. I found this photo a few years ago at my mom’s house, and it made me smile so hard that I had to smuggle it back to New York with me. I looked at this photo last month for the first time in a while, and it suddenly dawned on me that 7 year-old me had it all figured out. She wanted to work with her hands. She wanted to make things that she loved to make, no matter how weird or lame they seemed. She didn’t care what anyone else thought (well, she probably really only knew a handful of people at the time), but still. 7 year-old me was pretty badass. She wanted to be an artist, and 17 years later, she kinda is. I keep this photo at my desk as a reminder that this is how l want to feel while I work for the rest of my life: clear minded, light hearted, and of course, full bellied.
Bill Nye the Science Guy Those of us who grew up in the ‘90s had the blessing of singing the theme song to the TV show, but have no fear, he’s upgraded and made a Youtube channel for the new millenia. Enjoy!
Khan Academy If you don’t know what’s going on in class, this is the first place you should look on the internet.
Crash Course Eye-catching, concise, and made by the Green Brothers, these videos teaches not just biology, chemistry, anatomy & physiology, astronomy, but also literature, history, politics, and some psychology.
SciShow Brings together science, news, history into a skepticism and enthusiam-filled channel to make curiosity contagious.
MinutePhysics Physics is hard, and there’s so much to think about, so these kind people made videos that explains things in just a few minutes
Vsauce Answers hard questions you may or may not have had, like “Is Cereal Soup?” or “How Many Things are There?”. Involves science, math, psychology, and a bit of peculiar.
Numberphile Math made interesting, almost to the extent of romance.
ASAP Science The geniuses who made the video at the top of this post. They do science videos weekly with interactive activities to make things fun.
Smarter Every Day A lesson a day will keep the boredom at bay. Slo-mo, curling, and physics… oh, my! What might seem like a random topic to you, might make you think twice about the world.
Sick Science! Party tricks? Maybe. Magic Tricks? Possibly. Science Tricks? Definitely. Science experiments made for the kitchen.