Good designers make trouble. Tibor Kalman

I try hard to make trouble. I'm an ACD for an ad agency and I am a musician. But really I'm a graphic designer. I am compelled to doodle, be poetic, snap pix and appropriate. Ephemera: I make it and I like looking at it. I have a constant struggle between my "art" and my "fear".
Idyl Tea CD guts

Idyl Tea CD guts

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Idyl Tea cover art.

Idyl Tea cover art.

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MRG poster.

MRG poster.

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Red Fender

Red Fender

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Part of my “Field Painting” Series

Part of my “Field Painting” Series

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gregmelander:

MUSIC FOR DIETER RAMS
An amazing collection of songs that really capture the essence of Dieter Rams’ minimal industrial designs, by Jon Brooks. I really like number 3 and 8. via Catherine Kim

gregmelander:

MUSIC FOR DIETER RAMS

An amazing collection of songs that really capture the essence of Dieter Rams’ minimal industrial designs, by Jon Brooks. I really like number 3 and 8. via Catherine Kim

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group think is good in the right group.

group think is good in the right group.

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moleskine and ruled paper. meets hero worship… paul rand. another on this notion of collaborative creativity. poster series for RED The Agency

moleskine and ruled paper. meets hero worship… paul rand. another on this notion of collaborative creativity. poster series for RED The Agency

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a few experiments on the notion of collaborative creativity. but also a commentary on ideas start in the brain… your brain… not your mac’s.

a few experiments on the notion of collaborative creativity. but also a commentary on ideas start in the brain… your brain… not your mac’s.

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When Push Came to Shove

 A blue stain like an old tattoo

The one that keeps on stalking you

The one that never saw it through

The one that never could be true

It’s the end of history, it’s just the start of yours

We all know just how he longed to win those wars

He can boast of battle scars but really nothing more

Cos in the end it’s all that he will have to settle for

When push comes to shove

You left that ghost out in the cold

His bed sheet yellowed, torn and old

His brazen howl don’t seem so bold

As all his fables frightfully unfold

His love worn like a medal, the pride of second place

But you wore it just like another slap across the face

Your mercy overturned by judge and jury in the case

As we all stood there in the light of your amazing grace

When push came to shove

A blue stain like an old tattoo

The one that keeps on stalking you

The one that never saw it through

The one that never could be true

When push came to shove

It wasn’t you that he was thinking of

The higher hand, the leather glove

Ruled by a law he couldn’t come above

When push comes to shove

In the end, it’s always about love

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New Year, new project.

New Year, new project.

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