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Yes you, sitting in that comfy chair, scrolling over my portfolio. Let me tell you a few words about myself. I am a creative mind made in Slovenia, but living across the globe, chasing my passion for design. I love the details - small touches such as the right paper which allows print materials to stand out even more, or excellent user interface which will let you proceed all information online.

I’m fluent in brand identities, typography and composition. There is nothing more fulfilling than finding new, imaginative ways to present a product, service and even ideas. Especially when you can do that in a comfy chair but out of your comfort zone! This is a place where the best ideas come to life (with some chocolate aside).
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When you get a moving bug out of nowhere and know you have to move... go anywhere!

12th of April 2017 11:56 pm

Sitting on the stairs at home surrounded by my passport, papers, forms, credit cards, just waiting and counting the minutes until midnight when applications open up for New Zealand’s Working Holiday Visa. This is my third time trying to get one. If I don’t get it this year, I’ll pick another country. Who cares?! I need to move.

It’s midnight, and the race begins! A few minutes later, 160 EUR lighter, waiting for the answer… I got it! Yes, #smallvictory! 

The next day I woke up and announced the good news to my family. The first question was, “so dear, what is your plan?” Ummm…. Well, I was actually standing there with no plan at all. So, I guess I just made a decision based on my feelings. I didn’t even know how long the plane ride was from Slovenia, but I was determined to move out of my comfort zone. I had a steady job, good social network, friends and family – nothing crazy, but still a pretty good life. Everyone asked me where the hell I even found New Zealand and if I realised that it’s at the end of the world, so far away from everyone. But I didn’t care because, if I could, I would go even farther (and end up in Canada, but that’s another story). I had had enough... But enough of what, exactly? Home? My job? Friends around me? The political situation in my country? People nagging about how horrible the system is? Honestly, I guess it was the latter; I was just tired of listening to everyone talk about how bad it is, but still, nobody moved out of their comfort zone and that’s what got to me the most.

So, the end of October came and I quit my “people-are-waiting-in-line-for-this-job” at age 26 (another #smallvictory) and got on a plane headed for New Zealand. While sitting on my flight, I realised it’s all happening for real: I’m going somewhere where I don’t know anyone, I don’t have a job, and I booked a place to stay for only two weeks (although, I ended up staying there for a year). “I will sort it out,” I said to myself before falling asleep.