In the 10th grade, Yoko Ono came to my high school and formed a band of four lucky students for one day. I won the audition for drums and spent a day in a state-of-the-art tour bus recording studio on wheels. That was cool for a day, but at age 17 I came across a flyer for an AIGA LINK art program for at-risk youth. My mentors from AIGA took me under their wing and adopted me. How was I a teenager skateboarding a curb, guzzling beer, and also at a design conference with Deborah Sussman? I am going to go ahead and say that I was put on this earth to be a graphic designer. I've heard people say crazy things like that, but I believe this to be true.
Having graduated this past year, learning graphic design through a zoom chat was interesting. I bought books for every project I worked on. I spent my stimulus check on rare books, only to learn that designers shouldn't read only design books. A while back Michael Osborne spoke at a student event and asked the crowd, "Show of hands, who here knows who Milton Glaser is?" I looked around and saw some hands. I did not raise my hand, and I was embarrassed and I knew I had to do some digging.