From a sketchbook to Untitled
A mischievous boy who never stopped drawing, an accident that changed the plan, and how a skill chosen in a hard time became a studio.
I was a mischievous, average boy who started drawing since childhood. And I was good at it.
The first thing I remember drawing is Goku from Dragon Ball Z.
At that time it wasn’t known as anime like it is today. We called it cartoon. Nobody had told us it was cool yet.
I was obsessed with details.
I used to memorize maps in school.
I could draw the map of India with exact states and its districts, accurately, as it was at that time.
People were really amazed by this skill.
My first viral moment.
And then you grow up, and the world asks the question every kid gets sooner or later:
“So… what will you become?”
Nobody writes “drawing” on that form.
My intrusive thought:
Batman.
But, you know, I was an average child with a sensible home environment.
So…
Sales and marketing.
Lectures on selling things. Exams on marketing them.
And drawing? It waited. Patiently. In the margins.
Before I got a job, I got into an accident.
The doctor told me I should not travel anymore.
And then came the Covid-19 lockdown.
There were no proper jobs.
So I thought of having a skill that could help me in that time.
Designing.
Turns out the margins were never wasted. They were training.
Freelancing. Motion. A first job at an NGO. UI/UX. Design systems. Print.
Somewhere along the way, a thought showed up: what if I started my own?
Founded Untitled.
I’m still that mischievous boy. Just with a studio now.
From a sketchbook to Untitled.