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This is a song I’ve been working on this morning. It’s called ‘Him & Her’, and it’s inspired by one of ‘those’ girls. You know the kind I mean…
Typographic Inspiration
upscale typography recently posted a list of inspirational typographic artworks. I’ve reposted them below, hoping they make your day what they made mine.
By patrycja
By dadoqueiroz
By mil3n
By durandrud
On Turning Ten
The whole idea of it makes me feel
like I’m coming down with something,
something worse than any stomach ache
or the headaches I get from reading in bad light –
a kind of measles of the spirit,
a mumps of the psyche,
a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul.
You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten
the perfect simplicity of being one
and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit.
At four I was an Arabian wizard.
I could make myself invisible
by drinking a glass of milk a certain way.
At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince.
But now I am mostly at the window
watching the late afternoon light.
Back then it never fell so solemnly
against the side of my tree house,
and my bicycle never leaned against the garage
as it does today,
all the dark blue speed drained out of it.
This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself,
as I walk through the universe in my sneakers.
It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends,
time to turn the first big number.
It seems only yesterday I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.
But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,
I skin my knees. I bleed.
– Billy Collins
‘Pixels’, everyone. I’m trying not to be a popular media regurgitator here, so I’ll limit my re-posting of YouTube hits as much as possible. But this one is pretty frikkin’ great. Imaginative, well-executed, lots of fun. I give it 3 EXTRA LIVES FOR EVERYONE INVOLVED!
La traviata
Two weeks ago, I went to the Opera.
Wait, let me start that again. Two weeks ago, my entire life changed.
Prior to that incredible evening, I had lived 24 years without ever hearing a classically-trained soprano fill the whole Sydney Opera House with a high D#; and then, on the twenty-sixth of March, the course of my life shifted, and I began a new path in which I had.
I am in love with the Opera. The set-design, the costumes, the sound of a live Orchestra playing Verdi, the vocal aviation of Ms. Elvira Fatykova…
I think I will make this a resolution – each year, for as long as I am able, I will attend at least one Opera.
It was that good.
