As I start back on my journey to graduating at @marylandinstitutecollegeofart with my Bachelor's degree, I look back on my road from business school to art school. I guess I kind of stumbled upon my creative arts side. I still don't really consider myself an Artist or Designer. I'm just me, as I have always been. These last 10 years I have cried, I have rejoiced, I have panicked, and I have felt overwhelming joy and wonder. If you told me that one day I would embark on a journey that would lead me to pursuing art and design, I would think you were crazy. Yet, here I am. I have not really discovered my identity as a designer yet, and I almost find it limiting to have to identify as anything. When I first began my quest at @ccbcmd (phenomenol arts program), I went in terrified, unassuming, and with just this spark of interest in design. I legitimately went through a list of majors, and thought hmm Graphic Design that sounds interesting. Let me take some art classes, and see if there is anything there. Drawing, Painting, Sculpture, and Design classes later who knew I would wind up at one of the most prestigious art schools in the country? My journey at MICA has been a rocky one, coming in as a transfer and dealing with a lot of health challenges I had a really hard time. I was stubborn, sensitive, and a perfectionist. It was kind of hard to keep up after killing myself for that 4.0 from CCBC. Throughout this past year on medical leave, I have learned to let go of the expectations. To let go of trying to be perfect. To let go of what others want from you. To let go of my ego. So as I journey into my first week of class, I look back at this design I made 5 years ago in @dzobel's Typgraphy class, and remember my love for experimentation, discovery, and my voice, shouting to be heard. (at Baltimore, Maryland)