I developed my signature – or at least had inspiration for it – at an early age. My father always signed our last name with a lower case “g”. There was something rebellious that I recognized in that, especially being taught the “correct” way to form a capital G in school. 

What solidified it for me was an issue I had with my English teacher in my junior year of high school. She tried to make an example of me and my signature in class and decided to start subtracting points if anyone did not form their letters properly. In the body of my work, I always formed a proper capital G. However, I felt my name was my own. It was an expression of me as well as my dad and so I continued to write my lower case g when writing my name at the top of the paper. She continued to subtract points. I was always a good student, but I felt I had to stand behind it because it was a personal choice. It was my name and should’ve been MY choice as to how it was written. I never went back to a capital G after that. My signature has morphed throughout the years (and become less legible due to signing many checks!) but has always had the same spirit behind it!