At least once a week I ride by this corporate business park building, with a great big logo on the side of it. It’s not a great logo either. It’s not even good. In fact, it’s lame. Every time I look at it, I cringe and think what could have been. That logo could have been my design.
Just last month I spoke with a gentleman named Cecil that had known my great grandfather Nels, a well respected packaging label illustrator way back when.
