Why art and design can kill you and how I barely survive. What do you do to avoid the death?
I’m in this weird period of my design. I have various stages of creativity that are distinctly noticeable. At first I’m floundering, looking for something to produce. I can’t see a direction, a movement, a style, whatever. The next is I catch hold of something. If I’m designing for shirts, or thinking of a line of paintings, I’m starting to formulate a plan.
Next I’m image humping. I’m researching past artists, designers, whoever to see what can be done, and what has been done. I’m collecting more now too. The web is massive. There is shit everywhere. My latest addiction is ffffound.com. The strings you can find yourself on are endless. I’ll end up with multiple windows with up to 30 tabs open. I’ll burn through 4 gig of memory with Safari alone.
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What I’m doing to keep my sanity. Period.
Been grinding out a site for the past few months but only the development, not the design. So I’ve needed to satisfy my visual fix by doing some posters. I’m all over the place with my styles recently. I want to try out everything. My feeling is that you need to try out everything in order to get a grip on it. When you do your own work, then you have a larger bag of tricks to work with.
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Not one, not two, but 8 font weights for the price of one! Comes with free color when you purchase the shirt. Yeah, it’s another Helvetica shirt…
I’ve had these Helvetica shirts on Spreadshirt for awhile now but never got around to completing a color selection. So I completed one. I also added some colors to the other designs I’m selling at the Webodega as well.
Swiss Font Porn
I’ve announced this with many different scenarios/metephors, but I think my favorite is what I put down on my Virb account. It’s in the backend, so only my contacts see it. Here it is now:
I’m providing a little bump for your font addictions. Have a taste of 100% Swiss perfection and wear it with pride. Let everyone know just how much of a problem you actually have. Nothing like big, plainly stated fonts to force people to look at you like you’re high. Luckily you are! High on the greatest Swiss import ever. That and the knife.
Damn I’m a wordsmith. Anyway, Helweights all jammed together with some tight-assed kerning/tracking and some ampersands to truly show I’m humping some shark-jumping shirt fads. At least I know what I’m doing and not hiding it.
If you like ‘em let me know.
I’m in this weird period of my design. I have various stages of creativity that are distinctly noticeable. At first I’m floundering, looking for something to produce. I can’t see a direction, a movement, a style, whatever. The next is I catch hold of something. If I’m designing for shirts, or thinking of a line of paintings, I’m starting to formulate a plan.
