So there has been little tea drinking since the last entry, it has to be said, but I'm trying to keep to the habit of writing in here before I goto bed!
Jesus, it's been a week and i've done almost no design in it, and I actually feel quite down about it. But it's gone so fast I havn't really had chance! One thing i've decided however is I'm going to take one Polaroid for every day, use them to decorate my walls and maybe use them in my magazine project in uni, kinda a photographic diary. Maybe drop subtle text onto them like in party scene in RocknRolla, making each dance move into a piece from Hello!
How wierd would it be to find a designer in ammongst Kerry Catona and Jade Goody? I'd be like a marine behind enemy lines. After all, if it's one thing designer's hate it's attention on them, not their work. If they do then they generally go into advertising.
Thursday, 29 January 2009
Cup of Tea 55
I blog to you now a distraught man. Artistic perfection of toast is a fools game. Once that recipe is discovered by an individual, karma jaunts to distort this happiness in another part of a mans life. That I why I blog to you at 1:30 PM on this Thursday the 29th of January, much earlier than my usual blog to inform you of the death of a friend, a lover, a toaster.
Mark "The Toasterfaced Bastard" Sabichi, aged 57 days. Died tagically this afternoon while the Bloomers were toasting and his owner, one Mat Boyle was high on toasty delight, tragically Mark came down with Toasterpulndgeritis, the inability to hold bread down to be toasted. After several failed attempts to replundge the bread, Mark was pronounced broken by an electircal engineering student.
Let us remember the good times, the toasty times. Whether it was White Bread, Brown Bread, Wholegrain or Farmhouse, Mark accepted them all providing they were sliced finely enough to fit in his slots. So remember when you lift that crunchy delight to your lips, your toaster could be taken away at any time, so enjoy the time you have.
R.I.P. Mark Sabichi.
Mark "The Toasterfaced Bastard" Sabichi, aged 57 days. Died tagically this afternoon while the Bloomers were toasting and his owner, one Mat Boyle was high on toasty delight, tragically Mark came down with Toasterpulndgeritis, the inability to hold bread down to be toasted. After several failed attempts to replundge the bread, Mark was pronounced broken by an electircal engineering student.
Let us remember the good times, the toasty times. Whether it was White Bread, Brown Bread, Wholegrain or Farmhouse, Mark accepted them all providing they were sliced finely enough to fit in his slots. So remember when you lift that crunchy delight to your lips, your toaster could be taken away at any time, so enjoy the time you have.
R.I.P. Mark Sabichi.Wednesday, 28 January 2009
Cups of tea 53 - 54
The tea has been minimal, the design has been even less!
What started out as a mess around this morning due to me waking up excited like a child at christmas have proven one thing. I cannot draw realistic people to save my life.
It's true and I guess kinda expected, that as a graphic designer my place is to making text look pretty and maybe a liiiiittle bit of illustration thrown in for good measure, not to be an over-kill illustrator like some people I know.
But God, I wish I could draw.
After a recent DA by my girlfriend, who's work can be found here, I thought i'd be romantic and suprise her with a simplistic illustration of a similar thing (hehe, teaboy... geddit?) but alas, it took me almost two hours to draw something relivity simple. Phail.
Nevermind, I learned of pure artistic perfection later that day... Tesco's "Sea Salt and Cracked Black Pepper Bloomer" combined with Anchor butter is quite literally, THE best toast ever... it's esentially seasoned tiger bread, but christ, it's tasty... I've almost eaten the whole thing in ten minutes...
Sorry the design and blogging is at a minimun at the moment, with that book project passed all I really want to do is relax, read and cwtch up in bed and pretend to watch films. Life is good <3.
What started out as a mess around this morning due to me waking up excited like a child at christmas have proven one thing. I cannot draw realistic people to save my life.
It's true and I guess kinda expected, that as a graphic designer my place is to making text look pretty and maybe a liiiiittle bit of illustration thrown in for good measure, not to be an over-kill illustrator like some people I know.
But God, I wish I could draw.
After a recent DA by my girlfriend, who's work can be found here, I thought i'd be romantic and suprise her with a simplistic illustration of a similar thing (hehe, teaboy... geddit?) but alas, it took me almost two hours to draw something relivity simple. Phail.
Nevermind, I learned of pure artistic perfection later that day... Tesco's "Sea Salt and Cracked Black Pepper Bloomer" combined with Anchor butter is quite literally, THE best toast ever... it's esentially seasoned tiger bread, but christ, it's tasty... I've almost eaten the whole thing in ten minutes...
Sorry the design and blogging is at a minimun at the moment, with that book project passed all I really want to do is relax, read and cwtch up in bed and pretend to watch films. Life is good <3.
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