Sunday, October 28, 2007 10:14 PM
Mindblowing comic
Abstraction is a comic by Shintaro Kago that starts off normally and then slowly melts your brain, but in way you can love. Maybe.
Thursday, October 25, 2007 12:20 PM
Everything you never wanted to know about Crohn’s disease
Tom Hubberstone did a 24hour comic that describes in heartbreaking detail, what it’s like to live with Crohn’s disease. Lovely artwork and good storytelling. What really fascinates me though is rather than focusing on what the disease is, he tells of the effect it has had on life, a text book case of showing as opposed to telling.
Thursday, October 25, 2007 11:51 AM
Make them want you
Good post by Warren Ellis on the design of magazines, but really it applies to other things: Design your product to be wanted. It’s a basic tenet that I think designers consider briefly and then forget.
Saturday, October 06, 2007 12:21 AM
Aunt Denise
My aunt Denise had a big bed on the op floor of her 3 story house. It was an old style bed, with mahogany wood, set high off the floor with thick, firm mattresses. She covered the top with many pillows and high quality sheets, the blankets seemingly handmade, they were so soft and beautiful.
I walked into her bedroom today and the bed was gone. There were many other things in the room, artifacts of her, art work from the walls, tools for beading, a small refrigerator where her medicine was kept. All of these things are still there, pushed aside or hastily moved out of the way, but still there, only needing someone to put them back in their proper place. In the meantime, it looks as though the heart of the room has been torn out, leaving a gapping hole in midst of fine oak furniture, custom made jewelry and new hardwood floors. It is startling to notice this, to have this image of someone in your head, alive and smiling, right here in this very room and now her throne and herself is gone, unceremoniously, but carefully ripped out so as not to startle the edges of all the stuff in the room and leaving ashes of memories.
I walked into her bedroom today and the bed was gone. There were many other things in the room, artifacts of her, art work from the walls, tools for beading, a small refrigerator where her medicine was kept. All of these things are still there, pushed aside or hastily moved out of the way, but still there, only needing someone to put them back in their proper place. In the meantime, it looks as though the heart of the room has been torn out, leaving a gapping hole in midst of fine oak furniture, custom made jewelry and new hardwood floors. It is startling to notice this, to have this image of someone in your head, alive and smiling, right here in this very room and now her throne and herself is gone, unceremoniously, but carefully ripped out so as not to startle the edges of all the stuff in the room and leaving ashes of memories.
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