I never went looking for design. That’s the part I have trouble explaining to people who assume every creative career begins with a kid who always knew. I didn’t always know. I was going to be a sports broadcaster — then, my path led to pastoral ministry. A creative
A couple of years ago, I got a word I couldn't shake. Two of them, actually: stop striving. I'd left ministry to design for a living, and I loved it. I still do. But somewhere in the making, the work had quietly become something else. The
No one warns you that caring has a price. They tell you the opposite, in fact — that if you do what you love you'll never work a day in your life, that passion is its own reward, that the lucky few who get paid to make things have
There is a kind of ambition that makes you good, and a kind that makes you miserable, and for most of my life I could not tell them apart. They feel identical from the inside. Both wake you up early. Both keep you at the desk after everyone's
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Most people think design is the part you can see. The logo. The layout. The color that finally feels right. The typeface, the spacing, the polish. And because that's the visible part, it's the part everyone feels entitled to have an opinion about — the client who
My design journey started back in college. Sports had always been my life, and I was going to be a sports broadcaster, but then God called me into ministry. So I switched my major to Biblical Studies and decided to intern at my church. And during that time, without anyone
Essays and articles about design, calling, and the Creative Rhythm of Life.