I remember the days when I used to be creative to meet the needs of other people. I worked bloody hard for 5 years on imaginative campaigns to break into the Advertising world to prove to myself, and to others, that my creativity was worth something.
Nowadays, in my spare time, I just put brush to canvas and hope that my next creation will be something I'm proud of.
However in the beginning on this canvas... it wasn't looking good:
I hated it.
Then I persevered...
...and it developed into something I was proud to show my family and friends...
Then I posted it online... and someone bought it.
I know that all that hard work at (and after) uni has ultimately given me a job I could have had before my degree.
I know I'm not earning as much as those Art Directors and Copywriters are who did manage to get something from it.
But selling something that I made just to please myself, something I thought didn't have a hope in hell of making it out of my house
(unless it was in a bin bag)
is a real kick.
