When I was 12, my life changed the day I sold a painting to a classmate for the high price of $25. Whether I was a convincing salesperson or a decent artist is up for debate.

Under the impression it was the former, I ended up at an immigration law firm, where I wrote convincing arguments for artists as a legal writer. I wrote enough art director cases to convince myself to become one.

I’m now an art direction student at Miami Ad School NY that daydreams of vector art and dreams in motion graphics.