I forgot where I got this from but this is kind of hot.
December 14, 2011
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November 4, 2011
November 1, 2011
It's official
The holiday season is here. The red Starbucks cups don't lie. I think 2007 was cuter though. Remember my rant on xanga (xanga!) on how Starbucks cups were proportionately superior to Coffee Bean cups?
October 25, 2011
October 5, 2011
Thank you sir
A complete stranger who changed my life for the better, passed away today. I don't know why I feel surprised to feel so affected by this, because when I heard the news that Steve Jobs died earlier while at work I didn't feel anything beyond surprise. Then it slowly started hitting me throughout the night.
On that chunky little box with the rainbow apple, I played Oregon Trail, went bankrupt weekly with Lemonade Stand, and was obsessed with Number Munchers, all educational games played during 'Computer Lab' days in grade school. Good childhood memories from the late 80s.
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I had a brief stint with an impossible PC during my middle school and high school years, where I was basically computer illiterate in that I never knew how to use a floppy disk or had any concept of what a drive or operating system was. I was so intimidated by my computer and it's complexities that all I did was open Corel Draw to make make jagged drawings of Kurt Cobain to print out and decorate my binder. Little did I know then that I was making stilted steps into what I'd pursue as my career.
Then I graduated high school and next thing I know I was alone in NY, staring at my brand new strawberry imac that my parents bought me because apparently when you are going to art school you need a Mac so that you can do this thing called Design, which I was about to find out all about. You didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know that something really special was in that minimalist box. I'd never been that excited to open up ... a computer?!
I can honestly say that I didn't know what the difference between a PC and a Mac was until then. But it was sink or swim time and I learned really fast just how different a Mac was.. how intuitive and approachable. Within a week I was sold. Not only was my new computer eye candy to behold, I understood what I was doing, and what everything was about.
Obviously since then everything else is history. Life as I knew it changed completely in NY as I started learning about design via my new computer. Since then I've moved onto a G4 Tower that got me through Art Center, a Powerbook that lasted for seven solid years, and now the Macbook Pro that I do freelance on. As much as I joke about how I have become a slave to Apple, it's shaped who I am today professionally.
And I haven't even begun to talk about the stuff that enhanced our social lives by way of ipods, iphones, ipads... and my personal favorite: the shuffle that made running a breeze.
Steve Jobs changed the life of my generation at just the moment in which we were all growing up and discovering who we were–what we aspired to be and how we chose to express ourselves. While he was around, life got pretty damn exciting. And for that I feel really bittersweet tonight.
And I haven't even begun to talk about the stuff that enhanced our social lives by way of ipods, iphones, ipads... and my personal favorite: the shuffle that made running a breeze.
Steve Jobs changed the life of my generation at just the moment in which we were all growing up and discovering who we were–what we aspired to be and how we chose to express ourselves. While he was around, life got pretty damn exciting. And for that I feel really bittersweet tonight.
*I still have my strawberry imac. For some reason I couldn't bear to part with it–perhaps in the future we'll will display imacs in our homes like we do vintage typewriters now...
September 16, 2011
July 25, 2011
Greetings from Katherine
At the post office, I'm always asked "Is anything in here fragile?" and my answer is always: "--um, no."
July 22, 2011
July 8, 2011
June 30, 2011
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April 20, 2011
Wieden + Kennedy
This says alot about working in advertising. All that it's missing are hovering art directors, razors, too many fist bumps and a ping pong table.
April 7, 2011
NY I love you but you're bringing me down
A few things about our NY trip.
1. LCD Soundsystem was a-w-e-s-o-m-e.
2. Not a fan of public transportation. Esp. when it's the only option.
3. Bars closing at 4am makes LA look pre-tty lame.
4. NY is the shopping mecca for flagship stores. APC, Rag & Bone, and 3.1 Phillip Lim all on one street? Yes why not.
5. 3 out of 5 New Yorkers love puffer jackets. James and I spotted an alarming number of sleeping bags throughout the weekend, so naturally by day 2 we decided to document them.
Look–My friend Matt whom I consider the most quintessential New Yorker was wearing a sleeping bag as well (busted!). Though I have to admit the baby sleeping bag was kind of adorable because she looks like a tiny marshmallow.
In the meantime here is James in Soho looking like a J. Crew model...
March 29, 2011
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February 22, 2011
February 16, 2011
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February 14, 2011
February 7, 2011
February 6, 2011
Superbowl Sunday
So I had the wierdest day today. It felt like I was in a lucid state throughout a dream, only it wasn't a dream. Outside it was room temperature warm, with a little bit of a chill betraying the fact that we were still in the months of winter. It just added to the dissettling quality of the day.
I walked around Los Feliz aimlessly. It felt like I was walking around forever, and time was at a standstill. Nothing really caught my attention nor inspired interest. I wanted to purchase something to prove that I was real.
January 24, 2011
Finn 2000-2011
I'm really sad to say that my little Finn is gone. Too good for carrots, he lived a long and happy life eating more raspberries and blackberries than any rabbit could dream of. I miss him already :'-(
January 17, 2011
January 6, 2011
Steven Alan
Seriously, sometimes I think that the Steven Alan logo is surely a joke. How many vector points does one logo need?
It reminds me of something I came across on my street once, that I thought I should document at the time in case I ever need to use it as supporting evidence to describe something hideous.
Behold, the concentrated scrawlings of a neighborhood serial killer. Obviously if this was written by a 80 year old with Parkinson's, I'm going to continue my route to hell.
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