“Bye, bye daddy,” followed by blowing a kiss.
Painting toes on 6 year old ballerinas.
Listening to bad jokes and reading comics by a 9 year old professional detective.
Fistfuls of Sour Patch kids and political discussions while playing Gears of War 3 with the most brilliant teen I’ve met.
Hot coffee with a hotter redhead – every morning.
I am a family man. 4 kids, married for almost 20 years. That’s what I work for – my family. I can go into my desire to do excellent design, but the bottom line is that I work the way I do to provide a good life for my children, my wife and our family. Granted, what I do isn’t physically demanding (other than having a flat spot on my ass) and I LOVE what I do. I’m incredibly blessed to be able to say that – but I would do whatever it takes to give the ones I love the best life I can. I don’t make a boatload of money, and I probably never will. I’m a bit too much of a daydreamer – but I put my nose to the grindstone when it’s time to provide.
I work hard, and I work a lot of hours doing stuff that I don’t necessarily want to do, but when I’m on my way out the door and my youngest notices and says “bye bye, daddy” and blows me a kiss, it reminds me what a beautiful, brilliant life I have – and makes me all the more resolute to do what I do to the best of my abilities.
What do you work for? Is it the money? That’s o.k. Do you work for the prestige? Great. Do you work to stay out of trouble? Do you work because you want to deliver excellence in your field? Define why you work..
If you define why you work, it makes it a lot easier on those days when nothing seems to go right. Those days when it’s 1 step forward and 2 steps back. You’re always going to have those days, but if you can keep in mind why you’re doing what you’re doing, it makes it all that much easier to digest the bad stuff and get through your day. When a client calls and hates the 3rd group of 40 logo roughs and wants something different but very much the same as what she saw on the back of a corn flakes packet, all I have to do is remember my baby’s words and my heart swells and I can trooper on.
Defining why you do what you do is sometimes more important than defining what you do. Define what you’re working for and keep a reminder with you – keep it on your desk, on your Facebook profile, on your desktop, in your pocket, on your dashboard – somewhere where you run across it frequently. When you see it, think about why you’re in the gig you’re in. It’ll make the dark days a little brighter. It’s an inspiration. It’s your muse.
We can all use a gentle nudge now and then – even if it comes from the mouths of babes. Find your muse.
(End proud daddy rant. Back to my normal cynicism and vitriol tomorrow.)

If you’re like me, you get about 8 quadrillion spam emails a day. Unfortunately, when you
Well – I’ve finally cut ties with Elance. I got kind of tired of paying monthly for something that was an afterthought and really not bringing in any sincere income. It’s not that it isn’t a good service, and there is certainly a place for it – but at this point in my career, I feel like my energies are best spent elsewhere.
I’m a freelance graphic artist, and so many times, I find myself falling back into being freelance graphic production, or something else I don’t wanna be…

I’ve never been one to be totally truthful. I veil the majority of what I do in a little bit of secrecy. Smoke and mirrors, man behind the curtain – all that crap.
My grandfather (Grandaddy) passed away last Tuesday. He was 90 years old and sharp as a tack up until the day he wandered off to go home. I admired him for a number of reasons – he was in a tank under Patton in World War 2, he was a strong man who raised a passel of good kids that turned into great people, he was a musician, he liked to cook beans and cabbage, and he liked to tell stories and laugh and carry on.
I’ve got a problem.
Well,
I’ve gone on and on about why I’m a freelancer. The freedom, the creativity, the hunt, the kill, the good coffee, the ability to avoid razors for weeks on end, the shoes-optional office, etc. But – at the bottom of it all, I’m a freelancer because it’s the best way to serve my family, see them often and have the freedom to hang out around the house and pester everyone. The flexibility helps the family run smoothly.
I’m a reasonably calm person. I would say that I’m laid back and mellow. Sometimes, probably a little too laid back.
Being stuck behind my monitors, I can often forget that there is a whole big, green, nice world out there. Leaves and grass and bugs and all that kind of stuff. I live in a beautiful part of the USA, and spring has sprung.
And do graphic designers dream of pixels and paper and pens when they finally hit the sheets?
Your clients expect you to be available – and you should be. You should answer the phone. You should answer emails. You should pick up on the occasional instant messenger buzz.
(hint, hint)
There is so much noise these days.
I garner a fair amount of work from online sources, and I’ve found that there are a couple of universal red flags when it comes to bidding on projects or quoting a job. I’ll go into some of the others later, but the big one is “Budget is a concern.”
As I think I’ve mentioned, I’m an old-school guy in a lot of ways. I like to draw, I like paper, I keep notes on pads and sketches in sketchbooks.
