Whenever I am asked the question, “Why do you want to become a designer?” I am never able to answer that question so simply, because I have never really consciously thought about it and it’s not like I woke up one day and said to myself, “I’m going to be a designer”, it was more that I was just living life a little bit at a time and before I knew it, I’m on my way studying to become an industrial designer.
I suppose it’s everything that I’ve ever learnt and experienced in life so far that’s taken me down this path, I remember that as a child I always had a love for drawing and painting, then as I got older it was a love for creating things, then a satisfaction of solving problems and puzzles, then I believe it was a craving for praise of things I had achieved or created. As a child in my family, I also noticed that out of all the kids, I had the wildest imagination when it came to colours, drawings or writing stories. Then as I entered into the high school part of my life, that’s when life became less sheltered, and more knowledge about ‘the real world’ started to be absorbed, how things worked, why they were that particular way, the ability to think ‘outside of the box’ and realising that life isn’t easy. High school was also where I grew an understanding and greater appreciation of the arts.
By now, it was the final years of high school, a handful of friends had already figured out what they wanted to do with their lives, so they left to pursue those plans, while the rest of us stayed around to think about what we wanted to do with our lives. For some, the decision was never really made, only following the culture of family and what they chose, while others chose a path that ensured that they just get through daily obstacles and others choosing to do what they loved.
As for me, I followed what my friends and family were doing, which was going on to university because I felt a cultural need to go to university, but I couldn’t find any courses that were right for me, until one day, when I was having a conversation with my uncle, and he asked me if I had chosen a course yet. I told him that I couldn’t find anything that I really felt interested in, and then I described to him what kind of course I was looking for, and then he suggested that I researched industrial design. Industrial design ended up sounding like it was just the course for me, so that was my choice. After the HSC, I was only able to get into UWS for industrial design, but that didn’t stop me, I soon realized though that the UWS atmosphere made me feel depressed and that I needed an environment change, so I used my feelings as motivation and after a year of working hard, I applied to transfer to UNSW for industrial design, and that’s where I am now.
As for the future, there’s no telling what that’ll be like, I could be a freelancing designer working also as a mechanic or chef, a full time designer working with a big design firm, a teacher of design, a stay at home dad or even still be studying. Only time will tell, all I can hope for is that I make it there.
I suppose it’s everything that I’ve ever learnt and experienced in life so far that’s taken me down this path, I remember that as a child I always had a love for drawing and painting, then as I got older it was a love for creating things, then a satisfaction of solving problems and puzzles, then I believe it was a craving for praise of things I had achieved or created. As a child in my family, I also noticed that out of all the kids, I had the wildest imagination when it came to colours, drawings or writing stories. Then as I entered into the high school part of my life, that’s when life became less sheltered, and more knowledge about ‘the real world’ started to be absorbed, how things worked, why they were that particular way, the ability to think ‘outside of the box’ and realising that life isn’t easy. High school was also where I grew an understanding and greater appreciation of the arts.
By now, it was the final years of high school, a handful of friends had already figured out what they wanted to do with their lives, so they left to pursue those plans, while the rest of us stayed around to think about what we wanted to do with our lives. For some, the decision was never really made, only following the culture of family and what they chose, while others chose a path that ensured that they just get through daily obstacles and others choosing to do what they loved.
As for me, I followed what my friends and family were doing, which was going on to university because I felt a cultural need to go to university, but I couldn’t find any courses that were right for me, until one day, when I was having a conversation with my uncle, and he asked me if I had chosen a course yet. I told him that I couldn’t find anything that I really felt interested in, and then I described to him what kind of course I was looking for, and then he suggested that I researched industrial design. Industrial design ended up sounding like it was just the course for me, so that was my choice. After the HSC, I was only able to get into UWS for industrial design, but that didn’t stop me, I soon realized though that the UWS atmosphere made me feel depressed and that I needed an environment change, so I used my feelings as motivation and after a year of working hard, I applied to transfer to UNSW for industrial design, and that’s where I am now.
As for the future, there’s no telling what that’ll be like, I could be a freelancing designer working also as a mechanic or chef, a full time designer working with a big design firm, a teacher of design, a stay at home dad or even still be studying. Only time will tell, all I can hope for is that I make it there.
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