Your Heart is always louder than your Head

I remember when I made my first finished piece of art.

I was 11 years old and I had taken a piece of paper and made it into a masterpiece logging in more than 7 hours. I just signed the date and just stood back to marvel at what I had done.

The sketch seems ridiculous now and but I still remember that feeling.

. . .

It was “Limitless”. The voice became feebler and feebler as I grew up. Art became a distraction and something that was meant for the last few pages of the notebooks. I’ve subconsciously spent my entire teenage life chasing that feeling of being limitless. When you’re in an institution (school, college) you’re bound to a structure, your books have pages that are lined, structured, bound to a 1:25th of a page.

When I decided to leave my career as a business graduate behind and jumped free-falling into the world of design and branding, I felt free, and that completely muffled everything else. I remember the first logo I shipped for approval and within 10 minutes I received an email with the subject “Looks wonderful, let’s move forward”.

“Limitless”

I absolutely felt limitless. My heart was pounding and I’ve never felt more alive. The fact that I could open up a blank doc and create something and resonated with someone sitting thousands of miles away is insane to me. I’ve chased that feeling every single time I’ve sat down to craft something for someone.

My Heart is always louder than my head. I plan to keep it that way.

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