Hmm. I've just had an odd twist of emotions. I was in the process of finding pieces to put together into a portfolio I have to present to my design 5 class tomorrow and I couldn't seem to find that many worthy pieces, even after 3 and a half years of being a design major. And I felt especially inadequate after looking around on one of my favorite sites: Abduzeedo for a new wallpaper. Well, my search for anything that wouldn't look like utter crap in front of everyone, I delved deep into the dark abyss of my hard drives and recovered some long abandoned illustrations. Ever since high school I'd always thought of myself as a mediocre illustrator. I can do it, but there are so many out there who can do it much better. Looking back at my illustrations, they didn't seem as bad as I thought they had been. Perhaps years of looking at my doodles constantly had led me to be unimpressed by my own work, but apparently I'm a better illustrator than I thought. I've gotten quite a few comments (not just on here mind you) on the quality of my illustration and now after seeing my old ones and how much I have improved since then I have to ask myself the question: why aren't I an Illustration major? Sure maybe my work isn't amazing now, but if I had taken six or seven illustration classes instead of design classes, how much better would I be?

I don't know. I feel like my feelings about design and illustration have switched. I feel like now I'm a decent illustrator and a mediocre designer. Dammit. Maybe I'll find something yet that makes more than an average designer.