It’s official, I’ve made it to my last year of design school. For those who did not know, about three years ago, I decided to embark on a wild journey through interior design school.
Why Interior Design?
Well, I never realized it until I began this journey, but I’ve been passionate about it my entire life. At the bright age of 9 I rearranged my room monthly. New posters, new paint, and a new way of organizing. It always felt like a fresh start and it was always something I could control in a time that I felt like I had no control over anything. Because, lets be honest… I was 9. What 9 year old has control?
During my first year at The Art Institute I move three times and cleared out my dad’s old storage unit. With this I sifted through my history- books, drawings, coloring books, scribbles, love letters and so on. In this pile of random memoirs, I came across an old plan. A floor plan of a house I was going to own and live in with all of my friends. I’m guestimating this drawing to be about 14 years old… I was 13 and had no idea that my future would involve creating floor plans for other people.
Neat. So…. what’s your point?
As I’m finishing up my school career, I’m finally proud enough of my work to publish it. I want to share what I’ve been busy with for the last three years of my life with anyone who is interested. The goal is, at the end of each quarter, I’ll post a project or two. I’ll share with you the successes, the challenges and the process. It feels good to get it out in the world and it’s also a way to archive my process in school.
So there you have it my people. I’m finally in the one year count down (I never thought I’d make it!)
BRING IT ON.