I failed.
Because, even though I've been fighting it, I don't really care to work as a graphic designer forever after this.
Been thinking a lot about my future this summer and I know I've posted about this dilemma before. Finally reaching some sorts of conclusions...
Here are some things I've decided are solid facts about me:
- I
likelove to work with my hands and at the end, have a beautiful, functional, physical finished object. - If I actually care about what I'm doing, I'm a perfectionist and a bit of a control freak. I hate to have any aspect of a project I'm working on outside of my direct influence. I want to do everything myself, if I delegate I want it to be because of deliberate decision and not necessity. (if i don't care i don't put effort in)
For these reasons it's hard for me to see myself working for someone else my whole life. (And even since grade school I've wanted to start my own company.)
I've been going to school for years trying to convince myself that I can be happy doing something practical instead of something I am passionate about. Pretending like fun things are only for hobbies.
Well, screw that.
I've let Practicality win so many battles... But I can see now that Passion will win the war, or I will live and die a prisoner.
{so now the scheming commences... How can I take the plunge into doing what I love, and make it work/get away with it?}
This is the blog post you've all been waiting for. The incredible true story of the Vigilante and the Ice Cream Fair.


















