People often ask me…”Why did you become a graphic designer?”
The simplest answer is that, design chose me. I remember craft projects, dioramas, paint by number, and even my sister’s mind-blowing Spirograph set. The chance to be creative was bound only by our weakly allowance.
As I grew, so did the possibilities to expand my creativity. In high school, I created with wood, leather, clay even spun my own wool yarn and gave weaving a try. The projects became ever more complex masterpieces. I have to admit that many of these projects are still prominently featured in my home. To me they are a reminder of my childhood and to me, I treat them as museum worthy, priceless works of art.
To my high school art teacher Ms Stickler and Industrial Arts teacher Mr Race, Thank you!
Also to Sue Hand, a artist, teacher, mentor, friend , and inspiration to all artist young and old.
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