So I've grown up in a creative family. My grandmother and grandfather were artists their whole lives, painting, drawing, crafting, pretty much whatever they had at their fingertips they did. Same for my uncle. That man was impressive, I saw some of the design pieces he did while in college, and I'm blown away by the creative fruits flourishing through my family tree. To the point that this same uncle, was actually chosen to be one of the first computer graphic designers... ever. He was one of like 15. They had computers that took up entire rooms and controlled the cursor with two joysticks. That's how this huge industry started.
Insane.
I was taught crafting, drawing, and painting from a young age too. My grandparents helped to raise me, so, they helped to pass along some of the "trade secrets" and bought me my first pencil set or paint set or whatever it may be. This set up a foundation that I am very very thankful for. When I got to high school and found myself enrolling in digital publishing and print design, I realized that my foundation was a little more then just a foundation and I quickly fell in love with the tastiness of Apples and the amazingness of Adobe. This was finally, I realized what I wanted to do. I got a laptop and I just started designing, desperately attempting to mimic whatever tutorials I could find or digitally create whatever I saw around me. It gave me a start and after a few months someone asked me to do some work from them...
that's it.
That's how this whole crazy freelance/marketing director/church designer/web connoisseur THING happened. I just kind of fell into it. I fell into love with it. I often wonder why? Like, a lot of good has happened through it and I've met tons of super rad people through my various creative outlets but, why? I think in a very unique way. I can't even really explain it in words. I believe that for some reason my brain is balanced, like, I examine and understand words and integers and anything else in a way that I am constantly, whether I want to or not searching through them looking for patterns that equate the two like the little tiles that make up the bathroom floor make up a pattern if you spend enough time examining them. Now, I've either completely lost you, or you're like, I DO THAT! That's so me! Sorry, but it's one of those things you either get or you don't. But anyways, God blessed me with this way of thinking because well... He's God and He's sovereign and in the end... well it's simple.
He does
what He wants
WHENEVER
He wants.
period.
that's the end of it.
But like I talked about in my last post, there's a unique beauty in what He chooses to do. The way He decides to make it all fit perfectly together. The way that He brings all things to himself and through Him all things can be made perfect. Now please, don't for a second think that I'm implying that my design ability is perfect. I actually went back and looked at some of my old designs and was like... wow... He really must want me to be doing this if He surrounded me with people that loved me enough to not tell me I needed to choose a different profession. I mean...
they
were
BAD!
But, He used those to teach me. He challenged me, the way He does in all aspects of my life with a love and passion for something that I wasn't super good at. But I pushed through. I ran the race. I kept my eyes on the finish line and saw that each composition, each mockup I was sending to a client, was leaps and bounds better then the last. Every piece was a stepping towards my end goal of being a fantastic designer. And I'm still heading towards that goal. Sometimes I'm sprinting, others jogging, others walking, heck, sometimes I've even crawling, but I'm moving. I'm moving towards where I want to be, because I see the beauty of it. I have a creative eye, and when I'm trying to design something, I'm growing closer to God. Whether I take note of it, and make a conscious decision to do so, is probably a different story. But I am. In everything that I attempt to design, in every element I incorporate, that element has come from God. Maybe indirectly, maybe through my boss, who got it from so and so, who got it from so and so, who saw a tree along the side of the road that made him think about a line going a certain way or a shadow hitting something below it or whatever.
But everything we do
whether we realize it or not,
comes from the beautiful perfect world around us
with its intricacies and hidden beauties
He put them there to show us His love
His glory
His power and...
His creativity.
I hope to one day be able to create something that brings Him honor and glory.
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