Last week in my type class, my professor revealed a book project that she wants us to work on for the remainder of the semester (in between all the other projects she gives us). Being a typography class, she wants us to make an alphabet book - photographs of found letterforms (yes, another alphabet...It is graphic design after all. We're obsessed with type).
She gave us a week to come up with 3 concepts to be presented in class today. As she was telling us this, she reminded us that we're designers. From here on out, we're to be constantly conscience of what we create and how we present our work. Makes sense right? I go home thinking, man, I've got to put a lot of work into this. You know, like I'm really going to be presenting this to a client or something.
So I come up with my three concepts, and, no joke, spent about 12 - 15 hours over the weekend polishing my presentations for them.
This is the one I'm going to pursue: concert photos. For the concept, I created a 7 in record and record album. Everyone else in the class presented their concepts on 8.5" x 11" sheets of paper. I think I might be crazy (but also very happy with the end result).
About 5 years ago, when I was living in beautiful Fremont CA, I went to get some groceries at Safeway. Not finding the ground pork that I was looking for, I did what any reasonable person would do: I asked the nearest Safeway meat guy (yes, I think that's what he's called).
Me: "So. I can't find any ground pork. Do you have any?"
Him: pause. "No. It's not pork season."
I do believe it took me a few seconds to react, by which time he'd already walked away.
Not pork season? What?
Why do I bring this up? One, because it's always a great anecdote (you should see me do this live. It kills. Ok, not really). And two, because I had another of these experiences the other day. But instead of looking for ground pork, I was getting my hair cut. And instead of a Safeway meat guy, I was talking to the hair lady.
Me: "So. Should I be alarmed that I'm losing an inordinate amount of hair lately*?"
Her: "No. It's the fall. We all shed in the fall."
Huh.
*yes, I occasionally exaggerate for humor sake. I don't think she caught that. But she did give me a terrific hair cut, so I'm sure I'll go back. I'll just not talk though.