Funny how memories come out of nowhere. I was just thinking about an instructor I used to have when I went to Platte College. People were afraid of her, but I loved her. She was tough, but she knew her stuff. I had her for prepress classes. Sadly, the technical part of the designer world goes over the heads of most creative types. Luckily, I'm almost equal parts right/left brain, so I can be somewhat creative and still technical.
Anyway, the one piece of advice she gave our class that stuck with me over these last 20+ years since I was in college was every graphic designer needed to spend at least a year working in a print shop. It was so true - I really understand why things need to be designed certain ways so they can be printed due the years I spent working prepress and in the digital printing dept.
So she popped into my brain because we're working with someone trying to design something that has absolutely no clue why we asked for bleed, safe space, margins, etc. Even gave her a template, but of course she's working in Canva and couldn't follow our instructions. When I got unusable files yesterday, I literally cried.
Today I was wondering about my former teacher and how she was holding up with her her design studio she had in Denver. Turns out she stopped doing it. She's now making soap and living in Arizona. I wished I hadn't lost touch with everybody from back then. I wonder if she'd think it was hilarious that I now have a print shop. Who knows? Maybe one day I'll reach out and say hi.
Anyway, the one piece of advice she gave our class that stuck with me over these last 20+ years since I was in college was every graphic designer needed to spend at least a year working in a print shop. It was so true - I really understand why things need to be designed certain ways so they can be printed due the years I spent working prepress and in the digital printing dept.
So she popped into my brain because we're working with someone trying to design something that has absolutely no clue why we asked for bleed, safe space, margins, etc. Even gave her a template, but of course she's working in Canva and couldn't follow our instructions. When I got unusable files yesterday, I literally cried.
Today I was wondering about my former teacher and how she was holding up with her her design studio she had in Denver. Turns out she stopped doing it. She's now making soap and living in Arizona. I wished I hadn't lost touch with everybody from back then. I wonder if she'd think it was hilarious that I now have a print shop. Who knows? Maybe one day I'll reach out and say hi.
Name: LaDonna
