01/12/2025
Many moons (& 3 decades ago!), I was a young graphic designer in my early to mid twenties, working for the in-house design department at Myer Grace Bros.
Being a hardworking overachiever (with myself as my harshest critic), I, like many at the time was eager to use every skill gained and developed to pour into any brief I was given.
“You’re only as good as the blank page in front of you” I often said, and as designers it was our job to bring the pages to life.
When I was given the brief to work alongside author (and Melbourne socialite), Pat Lawson Black, to design a limited edition book commemorating 40 years of the Myer Christmas Windows, I was both excited and terrified.
Given the Apple Mac (beige box) had only been around a few years or so, and the internet even less, design at the time involved a lot of sketches, mood boards, photocopying and layering.
Walking on foot between departments to gather information from the archives. Wearing white gloves to view the photos, original illustrations and the thrill of accessing the characters and props that remained in the vault, to add to the pages.
The aged photographs themselves (from the mid fifties up) made it difficult to design into the layout.
Large blocks of colour representing the four decades were used, along with playful typography and inset designs, highlighting the props and characters.
I was given full design license, liaising with the team, and enjoyed working with illustrators, production designers, prop artists, photographers, finished artists and the incredible Pat who kept us laughing into the wee hours of the morning!
The schedule and workload was stressful. I was often burnt out (without understanding it) and experienced incredible pressure and anxiety as a result. Cue fawn mode, people pleasing.
I experienced several workplace incidences, which to this day I still carry. I have done my best to heal, however ‘the body keeps the score’ (B.VdK).
Finding forgotten gifted character props yesterday, in my garage 30 years later, is giving me a somewhat Wicked chance to heal and hopefully close this chapter.
The characters hold messages 🧟♀️