Shoe Fleur. Hmmmm, this takes “green design” to a whole new level! And those of you who know me well know that I have a REALLY BAD shoe problem (don’t tell my husband!). One day in his New York studio, having just shot a series of cosmetic ads for Prescriptives (Tcherevkoff
Time and aesthetics. Beauty may be in the eye of the beholder, but the eye of the beholder has a biological preference based on mathematical proportions. Within the context of the man-made environment and the natural world, there is a documented human cognitive preference for golden section proportions throughout recorded history. Some of
With friends and crême brulée. Last night, Will and I had his friend Glotz (aka Chris Glotzbach) over for dinner. Glotz is an old friend of Will’s. They met at the University of Maryland. He’s been Will’s financial advisor since before I met him and our dogsitter every once in a while.
On Microsoft Excel, Big Software, and Brazilian Favelas. I often telling people designing for Excel is more like urban design than anything else. Because like a city, big software is a messy, chaotic system that is constantly evolving with millions of opinionated inputs by passionate, feeling, needy inhabitants and feisty, exuberant, competent and just as often, incompetent (but
Mental masturbation. From a recent post I made on a thread at Speak Up: Scott, I see what you’re saying about graphic design being the mode of travel for the ideas of other design disciplines before they’re physically realized. But then it becomes a chicken and egg argument: which comes
City of Design. What comes to mind when you think of Montréal? Canada, our friendly neighbor to the north. Quebec. Mt. Royal. The St. Lawrence River. The French Quarter. Design. Wait a minute. Design? If it didn’t come to mind, it should. Montréal was recently named the first North American “City of
Gensler. I started a new job today as a design consultant at Gensler. Considered one of the world’s biggest design firms, they focus mostly on workplace and retail space design. I’m psyched. 🙂 The neatest thing about it is that I made my initial contact at the dog park, Golden
I'm dying over here. My laptop died yesterday. Zip. Kapoot. I had used it right before my interview to jot down questions and it was fine. I get home to log on and it won’t start up. I thought maybe the battery was out of power, so I plugged it in. Still nothing.
The Semiotics of Shoes. From an article in this Sunday’s NY Times (I know, I know; I need to expand my source list): They are not just any sandals, but boxy buckled Birkenstocks, the footwear that has become synonymous with a certain type of noodge. Or in the senator’s case, worse. In