This won’t be pretty.

Taking a break from working on some UX for a new site. I put the pen down, laid back and looked at my sketchbook thinking, man, this is pretty ugly.

I wish I was able to make those sexy diagrams and razor sharp strokes I see all the time on dribbble. Something I could boast about and show off proudly. Seems I can only produce some grade school level chicken scratch (in my eyes.) It’s not sexy. I kind of want my sketch work to be just as polished as the site itself. At times, it’s somewhat depressing and frustrating. There’s probably going to be some juice or tea stains on some of it by the time I finish.

sketch

On top of that, I’ve been really trying to nail down and stick to a new workflow on my projects, so there will be a lot of paper going forth.

That helps.

What am I doing???

Then I thought to myself:

Who $%#! cares???

These are for me. There’s no rules or expectations here other than the (gratuitous) ones I create. Who said things won’t get messy? And who said messy wasn’t ok?

These won’t be the most beautiful grids and strokes of lines ever seen on a piece of paper. It won’t and doesn’t have to be a masterpiece. It just has to be mine and it just has to work. It will be full of blocks, dots, circles, arrows, and everything else I need to figure out the best flow for ME. Each chicken scratch-filled page will be an opportunity master this process, get better results and become that much more of a resilient designer.

So, i’ll keep making a mess. In that mess, there’s a little bit of character and a little more process. That means there’s a lot more progress. And that’s enough.

December 12th, 2013