balance / duality
When I was a toddler, to distract me from crying for my mom, my grandma would hand me a pencil and some paper, and I’d happily draw for hours.
As a teenager, I wrestled with pursuing an academic career vs. an artistic one: my curiosity, meticulousness, and attention to detail made me a good student, but a mediocre fine artist. I spent my free time building websites and making graphics for said websites in MS Paint.
After high school, I decided to pursue graphic design – a perfect way to combine my perfectionism with my creativity – and I also discovered a love for typography and lettering.
In many ways, not much has changed since I was a toddler: art is still consoling and comforting, and I still cry (less for my mom, and more at sappy commercials).