zibetto.
originally uploaded by Neylano.
Not that I've tried that many yet, but this is my fave espresso place in Manhattan. And Will, the tall, skinny, European-looking guy whose body cannot tolerate caffeine, is standing in front of it.
Callie Neylan
Good typography matters.
Lately, in my work at NPR, I have become more aware than ever how important good typography is. My main project right now is as lead designer on NPR.org's redesign, which will go live sometime in 2009.Â
Luckily, I have inherited a beautiful typographic and grid structure
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originally uploaded by arvind k.
A new contact on Flickr, arvind k. Me likey.
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originally uploaded by Neylano.
Weightless tub chair.
So, I am starting to look at furniture for our new house (being as optimistic as possible about Will's job situation). One site that I've found that has really cool stuff is Apartment Therapy. I get the newsletter at work and just found this smashing chair
Was Zum Teufel?!
WTF?! I never knew that Brad Pitt owned a Weimaraner! He has impeccable taste in dogs.Â
This magnificent photo is from a spread in Rolling Stone.
Ticks.
So, yeah. This is the work of Martin Arnold. I want to do more experimental film and I really like how he architects time.
To see how I felt last week with all the news of layoffs, watch Arnold’s Passage à l’acte. It’ll make you twitch like
It's the white space, stupid!
Or, how bad typography made me miss my goddamn flight.
So, last week was Thanksgiving and on Thanksgiving Day, I took a flight to Seattle. As you can see from this itinerary (sent by Expedia and viewed in my Mobile Me account), I was scheduled to arrive in Seattle at
If I had $7500....
I would buy this beautiful piece of Italian design. Because while access to quality espresso in DC was bad, in Baltimore, it's downright abysmal. So, I'm going to start saving my money for a really good machine.
Tired.
originally uploaded by Neylano.
So, here are the twins, sacked out and exhausted after a day of…doing nothing. I guess the flurry of activity amongst myself, Will, and the two moving guys wore Oslo and Mies out. The apartment is darn near empty; I’m going to eat and