The Graphics Designer

Previously

…A wild, exhilarating idea began to form. Forget the muted palettes. Forget the perfectly behaved serif fonts. I knew exactly what Chef Dubois needed. It was bold, it was unexpected, and it was, for the very first time, undeniably us. I could feel it in my bones. The slick serpent in the studio had tried to tame me, but he'd only succeeded in unleashing the beast. And the beast, it turned out, had wings.