This is a critique on the teaching of design within schools/universities specifically in regards to minorities. It is an exploration on my identity in graphic design, and the struggles I face when creating design projects that ultimately feels consumerist, white-washed, and a complete disregard to my persona. Showing my thought process in the second poster, I transition from: (1) the frustration of creating disengaged design that is considered "good" in the contemporary world, (2) trying to combat this frustration by including my racial identity, (3) furthering this agony by perpetuating the issue of romanticizing minorities and letting their race be their one and only intriguing characteristic, to finally (4) coming to the solution of allowing identity exploration through experimentation rather than immediate racial identification.