Sunday, December 2, 2007
She was a sketch I drew over thanksgiving break along with several others, Initially the entacles were coming from under her skirt, but it looked too provacative which wasn't what i was going for. If you couldn't tell by now, I love drawing big, fat, juicy tentacles. School girls are good too.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
For font identification I went to a late night magazine rummaging party; about a dozen commies shuffling through Allure, Seventeen, Stuff, Vanity Fair, Best Life, Game Informer, Bridal, Time, Vogue, any magazine you could think of for fonts. The needle in the hay becomes the Palatino in the Helvetica.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
This is a GIF animation I made today. I'm still working out the kinks. Click to animate.
For font identification Lauren M and I went to a late night magazine rummaging party; about a dozen commies shuffling through Allure, Seventeen, Stuff, Vanity Fair, Best Life, Game Informer, Bridal, Time, Vogue, any magazine you could think of for fonts. The needle in the hay becomes the Palatino in the Helvetica.
Monday, October 29, 2007
So midpoint into the semester, the program knew there would be an uprising if they pushed us too hard so for a week they had us paint marks with black ink and turn them into text. It was nice to take a break for a while, no deadlines, no thumbnails. The top is done with a screw, the middle done with the ribbed edge of a boxcutter, and the bottom a twisted craft stick.
Crap, now that the week is over we actually have to do work. Gross!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
I had the idea during Art History when I was carrying around my T-square. They just make good weapons. I can totally see an all out battle royale between two comm design students. French curves...ninja stars. Just think about it. I tried to make the ruins in the background resemble a serif and a terminal.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
I went to the computer lab in the art building and it was really crowded with other comm design students (I think we might start calling ourselves commies) frantically trying to perfect their type. I couldn’t even get a Mac, I had to get a PC and it wouldn’t recognize my flash drive so I couldn’t save anything. It was very frustrating and created a lot of stress. I got a nasty headache, the same kind of headache that you get after you take a math test that you know you failed.
I’ve been so overly stressed lately, it’s getting ridiculous. Typography just keeps pounding me over and over again like a blind hammer. I’ve had something due everyday since school started, and the critiques never let up; I just want a break to rest my tired mind. My mind is a fat blob of grey matter, collapsed on a yoga mat of thoughts. No more fonts, no more type, no more thinking! I’ll either be a diamond or a pile of dust by the end of this semester.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
The premises is that it's a satire on the comm design program and how extreme/ridiculous it can be. It focuses around a boy who gets killed in an accident of some kind. When he gets to the underworld, the devil tells him "Ha! you think you're the first comm design student that's tried to take the easy way out!" and sends him back to earth. There's going be a lot of humor involving the program to be evil; it's meant to be more of a laugh than serious. The main character is going to be based off of me but with glasses (I'm not that narcissistic!). His glasses are an uppercase Agency MT "B." Typography, how i hate that you've completely infiltrated my life.
I have a couple of preview pages I've been working on.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
I was out by the art building doing an outside assignment when I stumbled upon this little number. Hilarious! I do believe in god, I just think that the comparison to Santa is funny.
Tom, if you're out there, you need to work on spell check, 'Damn it!' has an 'N' and Clause has an 'E' I believe.
I've decided that I don't want to lose my craft, and drawing serifs, bowls, and arms of letters isn't enough to suffice my artistic hunger. I drew this last night. If my life were a comic book this would be this year's cover. I tried to incorpprate a lot of references to typography since that's what I'm spend most of my time doing(note how the horn on the dragon turns into a T square).
The unicorn is just for fun because, well, unicorns are badass! They have horns for a reason (to impale things) and they can do magic.
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Art is sex.
Professor Galactica spent a great deal of time talking to a student about how her Jessica Simpson type should somehow incorporate her breasts, then he drew swashes on the J to resemble a pair of double D's. It was hilarious!
He told a different girl in my class that her Madonna type was too sexual because the letters were penetrating each other, and that it just looked like a giant orgy.
He told a guy that his Sandra Bullock font wasn't sexy enough. "Sandra Bullock is hot! Make her type that way!"
*If you don't get the horizontal B, just look at the bowls and think of what they resemble.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
They finally installed AC into the Typography room so now at least we have the privilege of air. I noticed the vents while staring at those awful brown stains on the ceiling; at best they could be coffee stains, at worst I don’t wish to know.
Our next project involves us taking the name of a celebrity and making the text suit their personality. We all got names picked at random; I got Jerry Bruckheimer, the creator of Top Gun, CSI and the Pirates of the Caribbean series. A girl arrived late to class. Galactica noticed and said, “I’m not going to dock points or anything, but just know that as punishment for being tardy you will get Jessica Simpson.”
Monday, October 1, 2007
Definition 2: A very tedious class that Kevo needs to get through for his major.
Like life, It's all just a game without rules.
- The Game
I’m also not too crazy about type. I honestly don’t see what the big deal is; is it not just letters in different fonts? What’s so fucking great about it? Will the bowl of a lower case b ever feed me when I’m hungry, will the arms of an uppercase T ever pull me up from the ground, of course not, and they’re just letters!
During another critique Galactica told a girl she had committed a mortal sin for making the horizontals of the letter ‘E’ heavier than the verticals.
- The location:
Our Typography room was once part of a bigger room, but some genius decided one day to convert it to two. Apparently, they decided that one room (the other side) would have an air conditioner vent, and the other room (our room) would not. We swelter in our classroom; I’m usually sweating not only from the heat but also the nervous atmosphere of critique. The person who decided to split the room should be smacked; if they are dead they should be dug up, then smacked, and then turned around buried facing the earth.