My one and only professional contract.

Many years ago, I worked for a used bookstore that shall remain nameless (with an owner who shall remain heartless and a bitch to boot).

In the days before the internet, no less.

We used to search the old fashioned way, with our eyes, not a keyboard.

The ownership wanted to advertise the "search system" they'd implimented (basically writing down what customers were looking for and hoping that one of us would remember what was being looked for when it came in) so they asked me to create 4 posters for the store. These are them.

Oh and in case you were wondering, I consider it a "professional contract" because I was asked to do it, not because I got paid...