I am impressed with your new avatar. I would really like to get to grips with Illustrator but I have no idea how it works, or even where to begin.
Thanks! I’m equally impressed with your photography!
My path to learning Illustrator was a strange one. When I started in the printing industry about eleven years ago, the company I worked for used Freehand for vector artwork. At the time, it was a more user-friendly program than Illustrator. However most people would’ve agreed that Illustrator was still the superior vector drawing application. I used Freehand until Macromedia was sucked up by Adobe, and then the whole industry had no choice but to switch to Illustrator.
I got by as a mediocre Illustrator user for awhile, and then about three years ago I went to work for a packaging company. The outgoing prepress guru showed me how to do simple mechanical drawing in Illustrator. This concept blew my mind, as I had always thought that sort of thing could only be accomplished with a CAD program. After a couple years creating dielines for various cartons and other paper products, I decided to try my hand at making “art” with Illustrator.
My number one rule is to turn on the “smart guides.” Most artists I know hate them, and they can seem annoying at first, but I find them immensely helpful.
To get started, do a little “digital tracing.” This is what I still do most of the time. You can place a pixel-based image like a photograph into Illustrator, and then use the simple drawing tools to trace over it, then gradually refine it until you have a decent piece of vector art.
Caitlyn is 4. Sarah and I have been married for 5 years. I know how you feel!
At least he knows a lot of words now. There’s nothing like breaching the language barrier to make things a little easier. Thank goodness we have trustworthy family members nearby! They’re lifesavers on evenings like this, when we want to have a mid-week date night.
Considering that William has been with us for over two of those years, it’s been a whirlwind. But I wouldn’t want it any other way, and my love for my wife has only increased during the time I’ve known her.
And anyone, regardless of their sexual orientation, should be able to experience that same whirlwind of love, stress, and every emotion in-between, without fear of persecution.
Spending seven hours trying to re-calibrate a proofer, only to have the color management software throw out an error message that gives you no choice but to cancel the entire process, effectively destroying a full day’s worth of work.
Also, a special shout-out to the local electric company, who originally screwed up the proofer by turning off the power in the middle of the afternoon one day last week.
If anyone was wondering why I haven’t posted much lately, now you know.
There was a time when the only people near me in the office were other art people. Or better yet, those offices were unoccupied. Either way, it was nice and quiet down here at this end of the building. Now things have changed, there are people whose job requires them to talk on the phone A LOT, right outside my door.
I don’t like to close my door. I think it gives off a real asshole vibe when you close your office door for no reason. But the ongoing conference call ON SPEAKER PHONE happening across the hall right now has forced me to enter my own personal fortress of solitude.