PROVE THAT NICE LADY WRONG
Jump to the text ↓Imagine this. You’re in the second semester of your junior year in college. Earlier that semester you finally decided (after three previous decisions) on your major. You’ve eliminated all math and science and ended up in art school. Graphic design to be specific. You’re in your second design class. You just got a D on your first poster project. Your teacher, the head of the program, has a meeting with you in her office. She tells you in a direct, but nice way that graphic design might not be the best major for you and you might want to consider something else. You’re bummed. You have two choices. Quit. And find a 5th major. Or find something deep within you that says “I can do this,” and fully commit yourself to proving that nice lady dead wrong. My point? This business is filled with rejection. You’ve got the same two choices. Quit, or take the easy road and blame somebody or something for your rejection. Or use the rejection as the incentive to do the best work you’ve ever produced.
Sincerely,
Ernie
BS in Graphic Design 1980.