From Part I: It’s the problem that you’re trying to address, and not the field of design into which it (primarily) falls, that makes a project important or not.
If this is true, that’s unfortunate in a way, because it means that I can’t be assured of doing meaningful work just by getting into the right field, or getting the right degree from the right school. It’s not so easy as all that. Every field has its frivolous aspects, which may still bring joy and definitely make money, but which aren’t as important to me; likewise, every field has its interesting problems.
If there’s no easy answer, then what is the answer? I can only share my own answer, which is necessarily personal to me.
First, what I can do is look at the types of problems I’m most interested in working on. Am I interested in figuring out how to convey important information in a clear and elegant way, or how to use words and images to spread a message and persuade? Am I interested in designing products that meet real needs and actually improve people’s lives? Am I interested in creating information environments that allow people to access and understand important data, or that bring people together and help them communicate? Am I interested in designing physical spaces that encourage community and that work with nature instead of against? All of these things are valuable, but I can’t do everything. I need to pick a direction of focus.
Second, once I pick a direction, I need more education. I need to be able to speak the lingo, to know the history and background, to have a toolbox of abilities upon which I can draw. I need to know current state, past states, and thoughts toward the future. I need to know people, places, and times. And most of all, I need practice and feedback, the kind that I can probably best get in a group of other people who are doing the same thing.
Third, once I get some education, I need to practice and practice and practice some more. I need to work, and to create, and to develop authority. I need to create a reputation for myself, and build respect so that people will listen to me. I need to become known. And practice, and practice, and practice some more.
And while I’m practicing and building my skills, I’m also observing, and noting problems that exist, and coming up with ideas. And while I’m doing that, I’m also trying to network and align myself with institutions and people that can support me and my work.
And then at some point, magic happens and the stars align, and I take a flying leap out onto the limb of a badly mixed metaphor and do something with it all. Something that really matters. Something that I know is the Point Of It All. (This is the point where my logic runs out, and I can only assume that I’ll know it when I see it. Hey, I never said I had it all figured out!)
This doesn’t sound rational, or easy, or glamorous. And worst of all to an impatient person like me, it sounds like it might take a damn long time.
Nonetheless. Nonetheless, the part of me that grew up believing in Big Stories, and believing that God had a purpose for every life, still believes. (Although I wouldn’t perhaps put it in quite the same words.) It’s not quite hip and cynical, I know, but somewhere buried in me is an incurable optimist, foolish enough to believe that I can do something that matters.
But not foolish enough to believe that it will fall into my lap without a damn lot of hard work. Which is okay, I’m good for that.