None of this is to say I dislike writing. In retrospect, all of that should have been obvious to me, but none of my art teachers ever bothered mentioning any of that, and even my friends who went to art school seemed intent on becoming art teachers from the get-go.Īnd in seeing some of the gorgeous work that’s out there, I can’t help but think “I want to do that.” Just a couple weeks ago, my recent typography fetish turned to watching Helvetica – a documentary about the eponymous font. And since doing so, I’ve been exposed to all the practical applications for graphic design, from print advertising to creating annual reports. However, I moved onto advertising as it seemed a more worthwhile avenue for my skill set and interests. However, that was an act of desperation and I may return to that later.Įven then, though, I felt I had better prospects – art isn’t even taught at every school, while many require students take four years of English. I even planned on teaching high school English before realizing I didn’t hate myself that much. In retrospect, my educational and career path weren’t much of a change from going to art school. My interest in comics had since waned, and I had no desire to enter a dead-end job with no prospects.įast forward a few years and I possess an English degree and a few years working as a journalist. Like a philosophy major, I figured people went to art school and then went on to teach at an art school. As I grew older, though, it seemed less viable. Like any nerdy, picked-on 12-year old, I was a fan of Wolverine (still am), and I dreamt of the day I’d show up in the Marvel offices, Logan-esque sideburns and all (at the time, it seemed badass). It stemmed from my childhood desire to draw comic books. To go to art school, to study graphic design, to do something like that. The thing is, once upon a time, I wanted to be an artist. Graphic designers of any stripe are few and far between. Among my peers in BU’s graduate-level advertising program, practically every would-be creative’s focused on writing. Would-be writers appear to be a dime-a-dozen.
Despite me mentioning that I was interested in copywriting, despite my respectable writing background. A fair point, I suppose.
A few other schools came up, but RISD came first. Namely, “With all these students working on their portfolio at RISD…” a.k.a, the Rhode Island School of Design. While I believe it went well enough – certainly better than my last interview, where immediately afterward I realized all the things I should have said – one comment came up about my interest in the creative department. I interviewed for an internship at Hill Holliday yesterday.
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