I dream of different people

 This is my personal logo; pretty isn’t it? Coming up with your own personal identity is like pulling teeth. Coming up with someone else’s seems a lot easier by comparison. Why this is, I have no clue.

Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever pursue something in graphic design, or arts. Whenever I think about it I become so overwhelmed. Sometimes the industry does seem pretentious and rather unnecessary, but that’s just the doubt kicking in. But then I have moments of clarity, where I see a logo and can tell you why it looks unfinished (unfinished logos are suppressive and depressing to me), and I realize that this is something I would like to pursue. I’m just not a one-man show; I’m meant to be part of a team that I can complement with my skills as an artist.

So, until I find that team, I’ll work on my more important life skills.

(One thing at a time, as someone told me recently.)

*Any critiques on my logo are welcome by the way. It still feels like a work-in-progress.

‘Nuff said.