|I've never been much of an artist.|
My drawing skills peaked in second grade, when my animals were much more realistic than any other student's in my class. I would position a sun in the corner of my paper, shining down onto a radiant meadow and a galloping horse. I would scrawl my name in bright crayon along the bottom edge of my masterpiece. And, of course, my drawing would be treated to a coveted spot on the refrigerator door.
But today, when the animals I draw are of the same quality as those I drew in elementary school (note: I'm now in college), I don't carry quite the same badge of courage around on my chest as I used to. So, how have I found myself in graphic design?