When I first went freelance, I was still tethered to my old job. Not by a contract or a desk, but in my head. Every decision went through an imaginary sign-off. Would Kevin from HR think this project made sense? Would my old design director nod approvingly? Would it look...
I was having coffee with another freelance designer last week when they started telling me about their latest project drama. Not client drama, the self inflicted kind. The kind where you find yourself still up at 2am, obsessing over the information architecture for a checkout flow that was probably fine...
It’s coming. That slow, slightly wobbly slide into the British summer. The inbox softens. Calendars clear. People start saying things like “Let’s pick this up in September”, and they mean it. Which is why I’m writing this now, before it properly hits. Because when it does, it’...