Designing a Life. 
 

I was redesigning things long before I knew graphic design was a career.

As a kid, I covered product logos with stickers and my own Sharpie drawings, peeled labels off packaging, and replaced them with lettering I thought looked better. Even
then, I had opinions about typography.
 

Still, when it came time to choose a college major, I was torn between accounting and biology, with orthodontics somewhere in the picture. Then a group of university students visited my high school and mentioned graphic design. I went home, spent the evening researching it, and recognized so much of what I already loved doing. With my parents’ encouragement to “do something you love,” I called the university the next day and declared my major.
 

That instinct to imagine how something could work better still shapes my approach. I love the intersection of creativity and logic: finding the right visual direction, making sense of information, and working through the details until everything feels intentional.
A typeface, a color, the space between elements - each choice contributes to what a design communicates and how someone experiences it.
 

Design carries into my life beyond work, too. Whether I’m creating something for my family or making a space feel more like home, I’m always noticing, arranging, and imagining possibilities.
 

And my favorite part of the creative process? The idea that arrives after I finally step away. Somewhere between letting go and doing something completely unrelated, the pieces fall into place, and I can’t wait to get back to work.