Illustrator Goni Montes is not an artist, he’s a communicator… or so he says. i think storytelling is a huge part of what we say as artists. even these modern artists with their simplified expressions of in-depth descriptions are telling you, the viewer a story – and whether you realize it or not, you’re listening.
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so i was having breakfast with my LODGE brothers this morning over at Meat Cheese Bread and couldn’t help but stop and check out the work of Brian Kappel / Space Monkey Designs that was hanging on the walls. i immediately latched on to the paintings and prints with their retro-movie poster/futuristic services ad layout.
i love this spin on graphic design as art. even tho my brain knew it wasn’t real, i had to stop and think about what i was looking at and contextualize it to fully appreciate it’s humor… and they are funny. just looking at them again brings smiles to my face.
while i was hooked in by the paintings, i was sold on the sculptures! i love these toy block robots – i’m sure it’s just because i have a 3 month old that i’m so intrigued by these. regardless, i think they are very fun and well executed.
when i was in art class in high school, one of the things i loved the most (besides drawing fantasy art girls) was good caricatures. to this day, i always pause for a moment to check out the work of artists on the street to see what they are doing. i had one done once, but it was terrible… then again, isn’t that the point?
check out more of the work by Nick Jarvis at his site.
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it’s true, i’m a font elitist. i look at signs and graphics and i constantly critique and criticize designers for their choice of font or there lack of. i pick them apart for their lack of understanding of leading and scoff at them when the kerning is sloppy.. but one thing i’ve always hated the most is when people use Comic Sans.
i thought i could just get away with continually bashing it every chance i got… that is until now – Comic Sans has finally struck back. and it stings real bad.
I’M COMIC SANS, ASSHOLE.
BY MIKE LACHER
Listen up. I know the shit you’ve been saying behind my back. You think I’m stupid. You think I’m immature. You think I’m a malformed, pathetic excuse for a font. Well think again, nerdhole, because I’m Comic Sans, and I’m the best thing to happen to typography since Johannes fucking Gutenberg.
You don’t like that your coworker used me on that note about stealing her yogurt from the break room fridge? You don’t like that I’m all over your sister-in-law’s blog? You don’t like that I’m on the sign for that new Thai place? You think I’m pedestrian and tacky? Guess the fuck what, Picasso. We don’t all have seventy-three weights of stick-up-my-ass Helvetica sitting on our seventeen-inch MacBook Pros. Sorry the entire world can’t all be done in stark Eurotrash Swiss type. Sorry some people like to have fun. Sorry I’m standing in the way of your minimalist Bauhaus-esque fascist snoozefest. Maybe sometime you should take off your black turtleneck, stop compulsively adjusting your Tumblr theme, and lighten the fuck up for once.
People love me. Why? Because I’m fun. I’m the life of the party. I bring levity to any situation. Need to soften the blow of a harsh message about restroom etiquette? SLAM. There I am. Need to spice up the directions to your graduation party? WHAM. There again. Need to convey your fun-loving, approachable nature on your business’ website? SMACK. Like daffodils in motherfucking spring.
When people need to kick back, have fun, and party, I will be there, unlike your pathetic fonts. While Gotham is at the science fair, I’m banging the prom queen behind the woodshop. While Avenir is practicing the clarinet, I’m shredding “Reign In Blood” on my double-necked Stratocaster. While Univers is refilling his allergy prescriptions, I’m racing my tricked-out, nitrous-laden Honda Civic against Tokyo gangsters who’ll kill me if I don’t cross the finish line first. I am a sans serif Superman and my only kryptonite is pretentious buzzkills like you.
It doesn’t even matter what you think. You know why, jagoff? Cause I’m famous. I am on every major operating system since Microsoft fucking Bob. I’m in your signs. I’m in your browsers. I’m in your instant messengers. I’m not just a font. I am a force of motherfucking nature and I will not rest until every uptight armchair typographer cock-hat like you is surrounded by my lovable, comic-book inspired, sans-serif badassery.
Enough of this bullshit. I’m gonna go get hammered with Papyrus.
The Analogue Tape Glove by Signal to Noise. Art and sound come together in an interactive medium for all to enjoy.. i can totally see this up on stage as part of a performance at some point – ridiculously cool!
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art is reaction and conversation.
litter pause 