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Thursday, 29 March 2012
Friday, 16 March 2012
Friday March 16th is nice outside
Im sitting in class currently. 3 in the afternoon.
It is T-shirt weather outside.
Bright and sunny with a cool breeze.
I rode my bike here.
I locked it to a tree.
I sat down and looked at fonts.
Selected a few I liked and placed some copy into some text boxes.
Normal stuff.
But it is Friday.
I don't have scheduled classes on Friday.
Non at all.
Blogging the sun away.
So, I shall exit.
Enter the outside.
I think I will make some hamburgers.
Nothing like looking at fonts will make you hungry for burgers.
Good bye blog.
It is T-shirt weather outside.
Bright and sunny with a cool breeze.
I rode my bike here.
I locked it to a tree.
I sat down and looked at fonts.
Selected a few I liked and placed some copy into some text boxes.
Normal stuff.
But it is Friday.
I don't have scheduled classes on Friday.
Non at all.
Blogging the sun away.
So, I shall exit.
Enter the outside.
I think I will make some hamburgers.
Nothing like looking at fonts will make you hungry for burgers.
Good bye blog.
Thursday, 15 March 2012
stuck
Check this out.
http://i.imgur.com/KWYvD.gif
I feel as though if you break down most or close to any problem, if you really analyse and assess the root of the problem, one of the these scenarios will be the cause.
Which is strange to me, because I usually reference this comic when I get frustrated about design work.
That is some deep thinking for some simple pictures.
I guess I get to the point in the comic of "I will descend into hedonism". Then economics tells me I can't afford it—so I keep making my simple pictures.
Essential were stuck.
I just try to do what I want.
http://i.imgur.com/KWYvD.gif
I feel as though if you break down most or close to any problem, if you really analyse and assess the root of the problem, one of the these scenarios will be the cause.
Which is strange to me, because I usually reference this comic when I get frustrated about design work.
That is some deep thinking for some simple pictures.
I guess I get to the point in the comic of "I will descend into hedonism". Then economics tells me I can't afford it—so I keep making my simple pictures.
Essential were stuck.
I just try to do what I want.
Bushy Buildings
This picture is awesome.
Imagine a city that had most buildings supporting plant life on it.
It would be great.
It would clean the air.
It would bring colour to the city.
It would diffuse the ambient city noise.
That sound when you are in a leafy forest with a breeze passing by would be constant.
Cities remind me of clear–cutting regarding forestry.
I wish cities would incorporate the natural landscape into the cityscape.
Now I am just reminding myself of Rivendell from Lord of the Rings.
Imagine a city that had most buildings supporting plant life on it.
It would be great.
It would clean the air.
It would bring colour to the city.
It would diffuse the ambient city noise.
That sound when you are in a leafy forest with a breeze passing by would be constant.
Cities remind me of clear–cutting regarding forestry.
I wish cities would incorporate the natural landscape into the cityscape.
Now I am just reminding myself of Rivendell from Lord of the Rings.
Acoustic Room
It took me a few seconds to realize that this is not a room, it is the inside of a guitar/violin.
Cameras these days.
On second thought, maybe it is a room.
Maybe its a scaled up version of a guitar/violin.
That is a neat room.
I like the windows on the roof.
If I ever had enough money to build my own house I would have windows to make my house seem...acoustic.
That would be good vibes.
Wednesday, 7 March 2012
I want to be a tree when I die.
I have always thought cemeteries and burials were strange.
I am not exactly sure why.
Maybe it is just personal.
Maybe I personally do not want my body to be contained in a box with a stone representing my body.
Initially, before I saw this urn, I wanted my body to be buried in a forest without any gravestone, only a tree be planted above my body.
When I saw Martin Azua's urn, it made so much sense, and I am surprised that I did not think of that myself.
The urn is biodegradable. The point of the urn is to use the ashes of your body to nourish the seeds of a tree. This makes so much sense to me. When you compare this urn to the traditional burial/cemetery the difference is literally life and death. Instead of seeing a field of stones that ultimately represent death, you would see a field of trees, a field of life.
I am not exactly sure why.
Maybe it is just personal.
Maybe I personally do not want my body to be contained in a box with a stone representing my body.
Initially, before I saw this urn, I wanted my body to be buried in a forest without any gravestone, only a tree be planted above my body.
When I saw Martin Azua's urn, it made so much sense, and I am surprised that I did not think of that myself.
The urn is biodegradable. The point of the urn is to use the ashes of your body to nourish the seeds of a tree. This makes so much sense to me. When you compare this urn to the traditional burial/cemetery the difference is literally life and death. Instead of seeing a field of stones that ultimately represent death, you would see a field of trees, a field of life.
Impossible Colours
If you can combine the two crosses with your vision, you might have a chance of perceiving the impossible colour of Yellow – Blue.
I knew Impossible Colours existed.
Previously in my blog, I was thinking about colours.
I wondered if there were colours that humans could not process.
They are colour theories obviously, because it is difficult to prove colours exist that cannot be perceived.
Colours exist that are to complex to be perceived under regular light conditions.
They are only perceivable under special artificial laboratory conditions.
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