Today/yesterday I did something we all do from time to time. I f*cked up. Yep. I took on a job with a literally a night to finish it. Having only getting to start the job at 2am and finishing at 7am, then going to the office to finish some more work is not good for the body,- you lose concentration, your mind hurts and your sking gets bad. You also start to act like your walking on clouds, almost like you dont give a shit about anything.
Anyway I had to do a new flyer, but me being me I tried so hard to convince myself I could save the 2nd image. But it took me until after completion and then a comment from my little friend who shall be known as the little mermaid did i realise what I had done wrong. Hell I was using old components on both images. To be honest I was so tired.
We all burn the candle at both ends from time to time, it just seems recently that I have been doing this alot. Freelancing is so intense and so enjoyable, but at the same time can be the worst job in the world. Lately I feel like the more jobs I take, the more hardcore my crash will be... but then I think to myself more jobs, more work, more experience. That's what I have always believed. No pain, no gain. Anyway, enjoy the tragedies.
'Laughter is infectious, like smallpox or gay'.