Life of a Designer in a Startup
“It’s through mistakes that you actually can grow. You have to get bad in order to get good.”
Where exactly do you find confidence? Is it in some mystical valley where unicorns graze the greenest of grasses? If so, could you point me in that direction?
So, hey there. I’m Madison.
I spent a good chunk of time looking at quotes about designers before writing this blog post, searching for courage and inspiration. If you don’t already know, this is my first blog post. Am I overthinking? Hell to the yes I am.
I’m not a writer, I’m a designer. A visual creature yearning for something to grab hold of me and shake me until I burst with some genius, creative idea. However, this isn’t the case. I normally have to create terrible ‘whatever the heck I’m working on at the time’ things before something ‘genius’ comes out of it. Constant trial and error. If anyone says graphic design is easy, they’re all kinds of wrong. Just wrong.
I started working at my very first job while I was in college. You hear horror stories about how people don’t get employed after their studies, which happens more often than not. For me, I was hired by Itavio, my first real gig and owned by two badass individuals.
Looking back, my institution had prepared me for print and barely scratched the surface in the world of web-design. I accomplished more working for this startup than what I picked up in college. That’s where I started my self-taught journey into UX design, a stressful yet satisfying achievement.
Itavio and I have known each other for a year and 3 months now. We have our app that’s out in the wild, my very first UX design displayed for all the people to see. Of course I can’t just be excited about it, I’m already working on the next rendition since I’m brutally hard on myself. Perfectionism, self-abuse of the highest order.
Today, I sit in font of my computer, giggling over the ‘font’ use in this sentence because I thought it was a clever pun, it wasn’t. It’s a spelling error that I will now leave alone. Time to chug a lot of espresso and go back to my own world.