College was an amazing experience for me. I had grown up in Columbus and was dying to get out. I looked all over for the perfect college just far enough away from my parents, but close enough that I could still do laundry on the weekends or get that home cooked meal I wanted so dearly after the first week on campus. Kent State University became my school of choice and I began my degree with no idea what to expect. There were only four people from my high school who also attended Kent so I was flung into a new city, school, new experiences all at once. It was terrifying, yet liberating.
The Visual Communication Design program was much more difficult than it read in the pretty printed pamphlet I received. We had over 200 students start the first semester as freshman and were whittled down to 25(ish) by graduation. We pulled all-nighters, spent long days and nights at Kinkos and found ourselves calling each other at all hours for either the assignment for our 7:45am Friday studio or a stiff drink. In all of this hard work came the best work. We gathered in groups to give each other critiques, emailed pdfs of sketches for feedback, joined together at Kinkos with Starbucks in hand or just sat at dinner and vented on how our weekend was already over. The community we had built for ourselves was just amazing. If we fell, there was someone there to help. As graduation neared, however, I got more and more scared about where our community would go.
As we all set out to different jobs and cities, a large group of Kent grads still lived and worked in nearby Cleveland where I found myself still able to have a smaller design community. But after enjoying a year and half in Cleveland, I was laid off. It was the best thing to ever happen to me. I was thrown back into new territory: my hometown. I left my friends, apartment and design community to move back home while I figured out what my next move would be. I hadn’t lived in Columbus since I was 18 and while I had internships for a few months during the summer, life in general had very much changed from high school. I immediately missed my Cleveland life. After realizing I couldn’t function without some other form of design in my life or someone to talk about it with, I looked up volunteer opportunities with the Columbus Society of Communicating Arts. It changed everything.
It’s always awkward being the new person, but after I attended a few volunteer meetings and lectures, I started to remember names and faces. It was wasn’t immediate, but I started getting to know more and more people and found that they too were dying for a design community. In almost two years back in Columbus, I have made a whole new design community, have found all of my jobs through the organization, and I’m still in awe at how much my life has changed for the better.
It’s amazing how as designers and artists we desire to talk about our work, continuously learn and ask for more out of our day jobs, even when we don’t have to. I feel that designers are the most likely to stay late, make it perfect, or take the pay cut to do what we love, all because it’s a piece of us on that screen or printed paper. As much as we’d like to say we’re separated from our work, any good designer will tell you a small piece of themselves is in every piece they create. This is why we love and crave community so much. The desire to be better, stronger, even just to reminisce about the all-nighters and Kinkos runs, keeps us going when we’re doing our day-to-day lists and projects we’re less than thrilled about.
My message in all of this is that I wish I had known how important community was sooner. I took school for granted and it took me a long time to realize how impactful a community is on who you are as a designer. Find your community. Just because we’re not in college anymore doesn’t mean there aren’t designers, developers and creators that want to talk “designy.” Joining a group changed my perception of the creative side of Columbus and I’m forever grateful for my experiences so far with the new design community I have built. I’m no longer scared to leave my safe group of design friends because there are designers everywhere looking for the same thing. No matter where you are, someone else desires a community. It’s just a matter of setting it in motion. Be the person to do it.




