Art

I’ve been falling into the embrace of Imogen Heap’s voice.  Her harmonization with the vocoder still sounds futuristic and surreal after all these years.  The audacity to record 5 minute track with just her raw voice is incredible. Innovator. Mad scientist. Creator.

The points of views works because they’re conversations that don’t meet.  The woman asks the questions, but as the singer responds, she is now in the past, and where do his words go? To us, to the listener to consider.

I just love when we can geek out on design. Here’s something that caught my eye in the New Yorker talking about the backlash to the recent redesign of the iconic Milton Glaser “I Love NY” graphic. So why all the tsuris? Well, first because what Glaser pursued, as

My head dive into the world of Flickr and Facebook and Tumblr - yes my work bled into my life - made me forget how grand and deep and satisfying words can be.  It's time to rectify that.

Susie Derkins and I were late bloomers.  That's how we got along well together.  We met relatively late, too. We went to the same college together, but we never became friends then.  I was intimidated, because I thought she was one of those stuck up Asian sorority girls.

Who cared about such things? I wanted to be carefree and discover things and go dancing with hot Asian chicks.