For most of my twenties, I made fun of people for a living. Working as a caricature artist at one of the largest theme parks in Los Angeles was so much fun, and I’m not afraid to admit that I was damn good at it. Luckily for me, the ability to exaggerate and get great likenesses in a humorous way came naturally. I only had to worry about the one or two faces on the other side of my drawing table, and occasionally outdrawing fellow artists. Then I decided to mess everything up and become a designer.
It wasn’t nearly…
