Sometimes when I sit here and realize what I’m doing, I wonder if going into art was the right idea. Like, Here I am going into Graphic Design. I love it. I’m obsessive about it to an annoying degree.
But… here I am… helping people with poli sci and crazy fucking degree because I understand history better than them. Like, wow. i mean there’s no turning back, I’m not going to not do art, but I could have gotten some fancy degree and been easily qualified for some techy job or some shit.
Nope, just being an art student. Being a graphic designer. Becoming a part of the desire market and encouraging greed.