I’m not entirely sure when this happened.
At some point, I became a person who makes infographics.
It started innocently enough.
I made a few for work because sometimes information makes more sense when you can see it instead of reading another paragraph about it. They were useful. People liked them. More importantly, I liked making them.
So I made another one.
And another.
Then, somewhere along the way, the subject matter wandered considerably.
Favorite colors.
Grandma Hobbies are Cool
A 10-minute reset.
The anatomy of lightening.
The beauty of woodworkings.
Apparently there are a surprising number of things in this world that I believe would benefit from being organized into little illustrated boxes.
And honestly?
I’m having a ridiculous amount of fun.
There was no plan for this.
I didn’t sit down and decide I needed a new hobby. I certainly didn’t create goals, milestones, or a five-year infographic strategy.
I just kept following the things that made me curious.
One interesting fact led to another. One graphic turned into three. Eventually, I had enough of them that I made an Instagram account called The Curiosity Door, which is basically a place where I can put whatever happens to catch my attention that day.
There is something surprisingly nice about having a place where nothing has to fit together perfectly.
Coffee experiments can sit beside Resin Making.
Gardening can share space with sea otters and their favorite rocks.
Useful things can live next to completely unnecessary investigations into household objects that may or may not be judging us.
The only real requirement is:
Huh. That’s interesting.
I think somewhere along the way, adulthood teaches us that interests should be productive.
If we’re going to spend time learning something, making something, or trying something new, there should probably be a reason for it.
Maybe it should become a skill.
Or a side hustle.
Or something we’re particularly good at.
But sometimes curiosity doesn’t need an assignment.
Sometimes you follow something simply because you enjoy it.
Maybe it lasts six weeks.
Maybe it sticks around for years.
Maybe it turns into something completely different.
You don’t have to know that part yet.
For now, apparently, I make infographics.
And that seems like reason enough.
