*Note: I'm not currently accepting freelance gigs--building Purpose Portfolio has me pretty much at capacity :) Thanks for your interest, and feel free to drop me a line if I can help find the right designer for your project. `sj
Spent the last week in Kaua'i. Rough life, I know. It was nothing short of heavenly. This being my first trip to that anomalous paradise we call the 50th state of the union, I had day-dreamy expectations at least 20 years in the making and wasn't sure the real thing would measure up...It did.
Reminiscence aside, the gist of the phrase is if you have to do something unpleasant; eating crow, for example, best to do it right away because chances are it will only get more unpleasant with time.
Movie Poster | Promotional materials for the cinematic and DVD releases of The Work and the Glory : American Zion and The Work and the Glory : A House Divided
I firmly believe in the power of one's "design environment"--not your desk, your life. The places you eat and shop, the clothes you wear, what's on your walls... and what's in your cupboards.
Last post, I listed a few legends of "traditional" design. In an [obviously failed] effort to resonate with the web design bunch, I included Cameron Moll. I was instantly, and perhaps rightly, put in my place for even mentioning them in the same sentence.
I recently posted a comment (which might very appropriately be termed my most recent rant) on Clifton Labrum's newly-and-beautifully-redesigned site, the premise of which has been irking me ever since. The conversation went something like this:
It seems one of the inadvertent consequences of the communication revolution of the past decade has been a sort of cross-industry amalgamation (read bastardization, if you prefer) of language.
I don't hate much in this world, but I hate WalMart. It's not even all the political junk; sweatshops, predatory business practices and what-have-you. Don't get me wrong, I can rant about those things too. But, the real reason I hate WalMart is simple: IT'S UGLY!
She maintains style has nothing to do with money and everything to do with confidence, and encourages aspiring designers to “live unabashedly for beauty and believe in the power of design."
I inspired a poem! (and a pretty cool one at that!) I think I was a buck-toothed, frizzy-haired, incurably romantic 13-year-old when I put that on the to-do list for my life. I'm still incurably romantic, but this bit of wit from Jed Platt was just pure fun:
It’s easy to be the strong one—to pull the handcart alone so to speak—not to need anyone but me and the Lord. If that’s all I had to do, I think I could face it without so much as flinching.
I’ve spend the last 4 days traipsing/trudging around the High Plains of Wyoming (sortof) pulling a 300 pound handcart, (sortof) dressed like a nineteenth-century Mormon Pioneer.
