Every day in the life of a graphic designer
Growing up I had my first real touch in the world of graphic design as a young girl while playing with my dad’s PC. What really amazed me about the machine was its ability to create slideshows which always tickled the interest in me. I would create storylines about my family with the family pictures which my dad helped me upload in the computer and this was real fun to me. I loved it whenever anybody would appreciate how good they were.
This made me yearn to make more beautiful slideshows which helped sharpen my creativity. At times I would search for external images and integrate them in slideshow to make thus adding more aesthetics to my work.
By the time I went to college, I knew what I dreamed of becoming. I studied interior design which I excelled well.
After college I got a job at Glide Media where I was tasked on working with print graphics. At fast the job was challenging because most of the clients wanted different things, some more ambiguous for a novice graphic designer to deliver but with time I became more efficient and most of the customers loved my creation. To date, I still work with the company.
My most memorable moments at work.
Working as a designer can be a very interesting job because of the creative part of what you do, but there annoying though comical moments which whenever I often recall about I can’t help laugh.
There are times when a client can be biased and assume that you know what such a client what and gives you scanty details and after doing the work for them they end up complaining that what you did was not what they wanted. This means that you will have to rework the whole project.
There’s one comical moment which I always recall about a client who came with a photo of her son and a dog and wanted me to fix it for her. The photo was shot with the young boy facing the left side while the dog faced the camera. When I inquired what she wanted fixed, she was quick to indicate that she wanted the boy to face forward because she wanted to upload the picture to their family blog.
I explained to her that it wasn’t possible only for to get upset. She started lamenting how an amateur I was and there were many designers out there who would just make the picture perfect. She told me that she had seen 3D images being rotated. I tried to tell her that photos are different from 3D only for her to embarrass me in front of other clients who were waiting by telling me that 3D was brought about by computers and if I’m unable to work I need to resign.