Saturday began with a two-hour drive over to Des Moines, where the “official” reason for spending my birthday there was taking place that morning — AIGA Iowa’s student portfolio reviews. Me, Continental and Dick were asked to be among the professionals reviewing. I had never done this before, and I wasn’t nervous — I don’t get nervous, really — but I was feeling something akin to nerves, I suppose. Mostly because I didn’t want the students to feel like they were getting ripped off after a horrible waste of 15 minutes showing their book to me.
Lucky for me, the first dude I was assigned had a phenomenal book. A U of I student, he had a book full of pieces done for actual paying clients, and most of it was very nice stuff. You could tell he’d spent serious time putting the book together, too — photos or prints of each piece appeared on a page with a small title and the original size/medium tucked away in the corner. My only suggestion for this guy was to move the order around and to trim down from 17 pieces to his 8-10 best. Because he totally had 8-10 really nice pieces, and could likely land a job with those. But the other ones needed to get the hell out.
From this point, I was rolling. No more nerves, or whatever that was.