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©  Blair Thompson Photography + Design
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I have had a creative spirit for as long as I can remember. Growing up, I would sit for hours in my driveway with a bucket of sidewalk chalk and create an entire city. I remember my seventh birthday when I was given an easel and a monogrammed wooden box filled with paints, pastels, and colored pencils. I remember crying when I wasn't able to take art my freshman year because the class was full and instead got stuck with home ec. (I cannot sew to save my life... or bake). I would draw every single run through sign for the football games. And I always had nice handwriting... not sure if that has anything to do with art but I feel like it does.

But as the years went by I put art to the side. Other things became more important. I didn't really think about it much until I was in college... completely unsure of what I was going to do with my life. I loved animals and originally wanted to major in biology... until I realized, I'm not good at biology. Or chemistry. Or math. So that was out.
I had to sit back and think about what I was actually good at. Oh ya!! ART. So I picked a major and signed up for the art classes. This is where it goes downhill..... I hated it.
 
I hated drawing. I hated painting. I hated making concrete sculptures. I mean really, what's the point? I hated critiques. I would feel sick to my stomach on critique days. I would skip class because I didn't feel good enough. It was just all really rough. Until graphic design class.....
I had my days where I still didn't feel good enough but I quickly began to realize that I was good at this. I was good at picking fonts, I was good at picking colors. I was good at making logos. I was good at doing layouts. 
Those last two years of college were the most challenging but best years of my life. Passing my senior review was the best day of my life.
Once I was out of school, no teachers around to help, I had to learn so much on my own. I had to really practice and push myself to be better. This is an industry that is always changing and you have to keep up.
Now it is the love of my life. My brain never stops working. I can't go out to eat without judging a menus tracking. I can't drive down the interstate without patting myself on the back for knowing a billboard font. I can't look at a website without thinking about what I would do different. I have to stop and appreciate good packaging. A good logo could bring tears to my eyes. I can't imagine not knowing what an EPS file is.
 
Having to constantly be creative is hard. It can burn you out and make you want to curl in a ball and hide... but I can't imagine my brain working any differently,