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I’m Chynna–Master Diaper Changer by day, Graphic Designer by night.
The name is pronounced like the country, but obvi not spelled that way. No worries if you pronounced it wrong, I’ve heard it all…Cynthia, Chayanna, Cheena, Sheena, Chinna, Chewbaca, Japan. I’m used to it. Anyone else have a name like that? I’m thinking of starting a support group for people with cool names that are often misunderstand and constantly mispronounced.
I have a Bachelors degree in English Education with a minor in Journalism. More importantly, I have two little boys who think it’s hilarious to play chase, peekaboo, and throw my kitchen utensils in the toilet one at a time. As much as I love design, my job as their mama is by far my favorite. My days are spent skipping through dandelion fields in my perfectly white sundress, laughing, spinning in circles, kissing my babies’ noses, and snapping beautifully crisp photos of each moment to post on Instagram.
I’m totally kidding.
Mostly I hang on for dear life, remove my toddler from the counter top/refrigerator/any other high dangerous place 200 times a day, attempt to break my diaper changing record (5 seconds, y’all!), and attend play dates which are actually for moms…we just don’t tell our husbands that. Sometimes I even have dinner on the table by the time the hubs gets home, but that’s only on the days when I wear my Superwoman cape. Anyway, that’s how I spend my days. Mostly (un)controlled chaos, and I love it so very much.
At night, I design. I also run another business selling shirts for moms. I never ever sleep, because I was blessed with those nocturnal kids who are solar powered so they’re awake all day and all night. It’s great fun. I’m being serious, nobody catches any zzz’s at our house. You need a ride at 2 am? Call me. I’m up. At night I also email. I edit. I edit some more. I design some more. But let me tell you how this part of my life began.
Both of my parents are artsy. Is that a genetic thing? We didn’t have abstract paintings in our living room and we didn’t visit museums, but they’re both just really talented and have an eye for good design. When I was 11, I got a scrapbooking kit for Christmas and I had every picture in my house scrapped in about three days. I cut up a lot of original photos with those crazy-edged scissors and I’m thinking about seeing a therapist about that. Anyway…I started telling people my dream job was to become a professional scrapbooker. They laughed, but now I’m like heyyyyyy, I almost made that dream come true, in a roundabout, but more sophisticated, sort of way.
I scrapbooked through my teenage years instead of being cool and partying with friends and then took a few design classes in college. That was when I felt the spark. You know, the one where you’re like I think I was born to do this (!!!), but realistically, you’re like, can I really pull it off? During that time, my sister in law opened a business and asked me to design her logo. That was when I definitely knew I loved designing, and needed to learn more. I also fell in love around that same time, and you know how that distracts you from stuff. So I got married, finished out my degree in teaching, worked in marketing for a bit, had a baby, taught high school for a year, had another baby, and decided to get back to my first love–design. I now work from home as a Business Owner and Graphic Designer. You might not be able to tell from my long rambling bio, but I actually know quite a bit about small business branding and marketing and I’m really super nice to my clients, so I can definitely help you make your business rock if you’re interested in that. (<See how I worked in a little advertisement there? So sneaky! Ha!)
If there’s one thing I’ve learned about design, it’s that there is always more to learn. Looking back at old designs for me is a lot like looking back at journals from the sixth grade. Thought process goes as follows: Wow, my problems/thoughts/grammatical knowledge were minimal and sort of embarrassing and I’ll never show anyone this as long as I live, but I’m glad I wrote it so I remember where I started. I think I’ll stash it under my bed and hope no one finds it until I die. Same with design. My old stuff is so-so. I think my new stuff is much better. It’s a progressive thing–gettin’ better all the time.