Today I felt very passionate about design in my class.
So much so that I had to refrain myself from leaping for my tutor’s jugular when he asked us if we thought that design’s purpose was purely for monetary gain.
He was making an example and asking us what we thought it meant, so I knew he didn’t actually think design is for that purpose.
But even the merest suggestion of it, those words made me want to rip someone’s throat out with my teeth.
And then I realise. Ah. Yes. I am a designer after all.
And possibly just a bit nuts.
Just a bit.