Two years ago, I was that designer… waiting to hear if a drawing born from caffeine, obsession, and far too many late nights would actually land. And it did.
Not on a screen. Not on a render. But hand-painted onto the tail of an 85 Squadron Hawk Mk120 fighter trainer.
Yeah. Painted. By humans. With brushes. On a jet.
Fast-forward to now: the aircraft has a name… Talon! There I was, camera in hand, photographing my design on that aircraft. Same lines. Same intent. Same attitude. Only now it’s baked into the metal with layers of paint, sweat, and precision.
That’s the kind of full-circle moment that stops you mid-sentence.
Designing something is one thing. Watching skilled hands translate your idea into paint, stroke by stroke, on an aircraft built to train future fighter pilots? That’s different gravity. And being able to shoot it myself… to frame it, chase the light, and tell the story visually… that’s when it really hit.
This wasn’t just about winning a competition. It was about collaboration. Craft. Trust. About an idea surviving time, process, and altitude. Two years later, it hasn’t faded… it’s flying! And I got to stand there, lens up, witnessing the result from both sides: creator and documentarian.
Grateful? Absolutely.
Humbled? No question.
Inspired? Fully refuelled.
From sketch to squadron. From idea to insignia. From imagination to Talon.
Some circles don’t just close — they get painted on and take off.
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