Don’t you hate it when you start doubting? I sometimes doubt if design is something I can do. It’s not that I doubt whether or not I really love design or not, but if I can survive? Will I be good enough? Can I handle the responsibility that comes along with the title? I remember reading in a book about some famous designer who was asked what he feared. To my surprise he answered he was insecure all the time; that he wasn’t going to be relevant anymore or jokingly that the world will discover that he’s really just a hoax. That was encouraging in an odd way.

So I set some goals for this winter break. It’s a little over the halfway point and I’ve checked off zero of my goals listed. The first couple weeks were really busy as I was working full time and spending time with family. But now the holidays are over; my out of town family have gone back home and there’s much less hours for me at work. I’m back at it working on my final book from GPHD 25 which is one of the pieces required for the portfolio submission. This class never ends! I had some edits to do on Series 5 (point line plane) and had to redo part of Series 3.3 (stacked interval). I just finished the vellum overlays for Series 3 and 5, which take forever by the way. I’ll post a picture to show you what I mean. Other things I’ve been working on: finally created a cool little email signature when I start emailing studios for potential internship, doing some drawing, and some reading.

On a side note, the day I hoped would never come happened one night when I was cutting out 4×4 squares out of bristol. In one quick motion, the x-acto blade went up and over my t-square, across both my index and thumb. It was so fast I didn’t realize I had cut myself until I saw blood, which luckily did not get on the bristol. The cut looked pretty deep to me, but found out later it wasn’t deep enough to get stitches. It’s been really frustrating because of the time and money I had to waste. Not having a fully functional thumb also makes simple things so much harder to do. I’ll spare you the macro picture. A good thing that came out of this humbling experience was that it pushed me over the edge to invest in a quality rotary trimmer. I was always too cheap to get one, but the experience is way too much of a hassle.