You guys!!! The world is a better, brighter place today. I gave my seminar presentation last night!
I almost had a panic attack. Or MULTIPLE panic attacks. I was shaking so badly. I knew my presentation wouldn’t be like the others. It was all about the academic theory, in a room of illustrators and designers talking about their typeface selection. I got up there, in front of a darkened audience of about 100, as one of my teachers warned me to breathe and go slow.
I started reading from my script as my images came up on screen, and then. The world just kind of fell away. My voice stopped shaking, the room was quiet, and I didn’t notice anything but the words and my own voice as I tried to keep it slow and steady. And then I was done. And the dreaded time came to say, “any questions?”
And I did get questions. From one of my teachers. HARD questions. I don’t actually remember answering them, but apparently I did, and *apparently* I actually sounded coherent, intelligent even. I toddled shakily back to my seat and sunk into it, thankful it was over.
When the presentations were finished, we poured out into the lobby. And suddenly, people were hugging me, congratulating me. Teachers shook my hand. Friends told me how wonderful it was (I have little memory of actually speaking) and how the questions were so hard and they don’t know how I answered. *I* don’t know how I answered.
An english major who had just defended her senior thesis told me how wonderful she thought it was.
A product designer walked up to me, and talked about how much he loved the material, the high concept of the archetypes being translated into the color wheel, asked if there was any way he could have a copy to read, and gave me his business card.
I got back to my apartment to find an email from a student asking if he could buy a copy of the book as a gift for his father.
I. AM. ON. CLOUD. NINE.