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Use what you’ve got

I have never really taken much advantage of the cellphone camera, even though I’ve always felt like I needed a cell phone with a camera. But that’s changed this year. Read more »

The world’s most badass business cards

I consider myself a designer.  But my new ear, nose and throat doctor has business cards that make me weep with envy.

Business cards of Adam Marvin, M.D.

He is also a fantastic doctor, and broke the news of my deviated septum in a very caring manner.

Footprints

The director of communications and the designer walked together across campus on the day of the website launch.

It had been a successful launch—the community was happy, the committee was happy, even the board of trustees was happy.  And throughout the inevitable cycles of revisions and adjustments, the design had kept its integrity.  So the designer was happy too.

As they walked, they talked leisurely about the process, and how they’d come to know each other well, and how in some ways the designer felt like he’d attended the client’s school himself.  In fact, although the director of communications would never know this, under his dress shirt the designer wore a T-shirt bearing the name of the school whose campus he now walked across.

“Working with you has surprised me,” said the director of communications.  ”I never thought a Web redesign could be an enjoyable process—every other director of communications I know has said it’s torture—but lo and behold, we made it, and it wasn’t that bad!  Sure it had its rough spots, like anything else, but on the whole, I have to say, I really had a good time.”

“I did too,” said the designer.  ”This isn’t always an easy job, and of course there were times that we got frustrated, but you really did a great job of managing everyone’s expectations, including mine.  Thanks for sticking to your guns on some of those hard decisions—the site will do a better job for your school because of it.”

They walked a little longer in silence.  Then the director of communications spoke again.

“There’s only one thing that continues to bother me. Read more »

I want all of my old teeth back

I went to a kindergarten meeting at my partner’s daughter’s school the other evening.  Teacher Hans was talking about the importance of telling stories to the children, bedtime or otherwise, and a great majority of this room of fairly well-off/successful adults simply went to pieces at the thought of having to rely on their imaginations to tell the stories rather than to utilize the imaginations of others per their/their editor’s dictation.

Really? There isn’t even enough imagination left to make up a story to entertain a half-asleep five year old? At what point did we stop pretending that sticks were really swords made in the explicit interest of vanquishing evil? That the grass was lava and if your balance slipped from the edge of the sidewalk you’d be burned alive? That fist-sized rocks were merely feasts in disguise? Read more »

Choosing our own paths

So I’ve had this idea for a while now, and somehow or another I managed to persuade my web development instructor to let me work on this idea rather than whatever it is that I am supposed to be doing in that class.  About a year ago I got fed up with these absurd fictitious projects that we are given, which are generally delivered in the most possibly vague ways (ie – create an e-commerce store for a made-up company), and began integrating my personal projects and freelance work into the assignment parameters, adding in little elements here and there to ensure that the requirements are met, but bending the rules enough to actually be able to do what I desire to.  This approach has taken me down many entertaining paths, everything from making fun little flash mini games to making full-on dynamic sites for freelance clients; it not only helped me feel better about the work that I was doing, but also permitted me helpful feedback/insight from elder professionals.

The newest fork in that path has wound to my latest creation: Read more »