I hate when Netflix doesn’t even have movies listed yet that I want to see so badly. I watched this trailer today and got almost a little teary. I need to remember to search for this again later when maybe, hopefully, Netflix will know about it. (found via Evening Chef)
One of the things I like most about being a graphic designer is that I sometimes find myself in situations where I am either learning a whole bunch of stuff about something that I never would have learned about, just for some project, or I have to figure out how to get something made that I’ve never made before.
I have been working with my hair stylist for a couple of months on some printed materials for her new business, Cuture. We did business cards, and then some postcards to mail to her clients announcing the change. Turned out she also needed to get a vinyl sign for the glass door of her studio. She had been referred to a company that makes these things, but it turned out that they were really more marketed toward people who want to put words and photos on their home walls, not businesses with logos. We couldn’t customize the sign to match the graphics that I’d designed for her, and that just wasn’t acceptable.
So I grabbed the reins. I’d never had something like this made before, so I did a bunch of research on them, and then found a few places to get quotes from. Turns out, people have these things made all the time! Go figure! So a sign printer in town quoted me out and I had them printed.
I picked it up and brought it over to install at Cuture’s studio. The sign printer gave me instructions on how to install this thing, but it was nerve-wracking. I followed everything they told me, and it didn’t seem to be sticking. Even after an hour of drying, the circumstances were the same. So I decided to leave it overnight and check on it the next day.
That’s when I had an anxiety-fueled dream about the whole thing, which involved me going over there, pulling the backing tape off, to have half the sign peel off the door, and I couldn’t fix it.
Luckily, that was only a dream, and when I went back in reality, it had dried just fine and adhered just like it was supposed to. Big sigh of relief, though. And now the next time I have a client who needs a custom-cut vinyl sign for their window, I know from experience that it’ll need 12-24 hours to dry, but that everything will be fine, and I don’t have to have scary dreams about it again.
Wow, a month. 3 weeks of that was me slacking, or rather, doing a million other things, not including cleaning off my computer to have room to process photos to add to blog posts, and working many many hours at ye olde day job, and not posting. I’m not gonna lie, I abandoned this place in favor of twitter. The last week of that my host server blew up, apparently. And now it’s finally back, but I had to reupload everything, and goodness only knows where I stowed my header and sidebar images when I built this thing, because apparently it wasn’t anywhere logical or safe and the design is all jacked, and now I’ve lost them and have to spend a whole bunch of time figuring that all out again. Which is a pain in the ass. So, no header or sidebar images for a little bit. (Please soon!)
In the meantime, I ran a marathon! And it was awesome! And hard!
I hope you’ll stick with me, while I process what to do with this space, how to get it fixed back up, and try to find a rhythm here again. I really want that.
Dude, I am so off the ball lately. The Summer Knitcircus came out last week, and while it nearly killed me, I’m still proud of it. I think it looks good, and it has some great patterns and interviews. It’s time for me to decompress, switch gears from knitting under a quilt to reading on the porch.
Once I make it past this marathon. Yeah, it’s been kicking my ass. I knew it would be a huge time commitment, and that it would be hard. And. Yeah. Those things. And more. I’m ready to be on the other side of it, to not have my weekends be chewed up by training, at least for a few weeks. I ran for 4 hours yesterday. 21 miles. it’s building me up though. I’ve been talking a lot about running lately, and getting inside my head, figuring out what my mantra is, and my motivation. Figuring out what pain is, and how to manage it. It’s amazing how different a full marathon is from a half marathon. Not to undermine 13.1 miles, that’s still a huge accomplishment. But that’s physical. This is mental. It’s scary and crazy and overwhelming and calming. And I haven’t even gotten my 26.2 yet. But I will. In three weeks. Up until last week I was scared. I’m not anymore. I’ve put my work in, and it’s going to hurt. Period. What is there to be afraid of?
So, another kind of building. I’ve been wanting a backyard bench for over a year. I wanted to build it last spring, but you know, things took over, as they are wont to do. And it’s not like we have time for ANYTHING right now, but we decided to tackle adding a third garden bed this spring. Since we had to get wood, we added the bench to the project as well.
There was cutting, and some cursing, and a bunch of “distressing” the wood, but Nate built it, with a tiny bit of help from me, and I love it! And there was enough wood to make a second, smaller bench too. We’re going to distress them some more, legitimately, let them weather a bit, and then whitewash them.
So hi! What’s going on? I’m backlogged to the maxx. And my computer is running on fumes. 8 gigs of free space, I mean, and that’s not much to attempt running about 20 programs and design a giant magazine at the same time. I need to backup and clean and cull some files. And get a new computer. That would be nice, too.
Here’s a sneak peek at the summer issue, though. A few photographs and a bit of design. Although I make a mood board for every issue, I don’t always know what direction it’s really truly going to go in until I start laying out. And starting is always the hardest part for me. But once I start, I usually roll. And I’m rolling, now.
I’ve not really shot much non-KC photography in the past few weeks, so I’m trying to give a little bit of brain power and time to next week’s Words To Shoot By. The theme is habit, and I’ve got a few habits that are chomping a large hunk of my life. Also, there’s an open call for entries over there. Check it out, there’s still time to shoot! Even when you’re swamped, it might be a nice moment of respite. And an excuse to fulfill your habit.
One quiet morning
I drove through the fields
to visit a friend
a few towns away
with a chill in the air
the roads were sparse
the light was so nice
soft through the cloudy sky
the fields covered in a little bit of frost
making the whole world seem
draped in flimsy white gauze
I want to remember that morning forever
That title will get the dirty-minded web-bots flocking here, won’t it? Hm. Not exactly my intention with these business cards, and those bots’ll be sorely disappointed. I picked these up from the printer this week and am damn excited about them. They turned out just as sexy as I’d hoped. They are for a hairstylist, MY hairstylist, who I’ve known for over a decade, and who is striking out on her own. We didn’t have the budget for a full-on logo development for her business, but she needed some hot cards, so we decided to go in a fun all-typographic direction, and printed them in metallic silver ink on dark blue heavy stock. There are some postcards and a door graphic on the way for her as well.
I’ve been a busy bee around here these past couple of weeks, with hardly a moment to breathe, and I’m hoping to settle into a more regular routine. I’m officially training for the a full marathon, scheduled at the end of May. It’s been a ton of running so far, 17 miles this past Saturday, and it’s only going to increase. But I did get some screen printing done, and there’s more to do, and have totally reignited the flame for it. I’d forgotten how much I love it.
I once had the opportunity to see Frank Chimero speak, and it was profoundly engaging. It was the best presentation I’ve ever seen, because it was more than just some dude standing in front of a room talking about what he’s done, it was someone who had really thought about what he wanted to say, and about what his audience wanted to listen to. It kind of changed my life a little bit, and so did this video. And I can’t wait for this book.
I had the opportunity to experience my first St. Joseph’s Day last weekend. I went down to Rockford with my good friend, who comes from a Sicilian descendant family, and we all went to one of the local families’ houses, where they had this giant feast. I’m not religious at all, but it was fascinating to experience the alter of offering to St. Joseph, the ritual of “feeding the saints,” and the concept of feeding anyone who wants or needs a meal with no payment. I brought home a dried fava bean for good luck, and I think so far it’s delivering.
And then we went and got granitas and shopped for odd food at the italian deli and the grocery store that caters to the big ethnic population of Rockford. It’s still hard to believe that there is such a large group of diverse people there, whose families hail from all over the place. So cool.