Just out of curiosity, I decided to build a spectrum for how I see letters and numbers. Forthwith:
Month: September 2010
Here’s a concept I started a couple years ago and have been mulling over recently. It might tie in with the synaesthesia angle, or it might not. We shall see. It’s what I call “Digital Signatures”, in which I turn my name (or, really, any word) into a representation of the ASCII coding a computer
While waiting for my letterpress class to arrive, I’m working on an odd little project that involves the categories of color words in language and the order in which they develop, blind-emboss letterpress, ink wash and black overprint. A pic of the ink wash experiments is attached.
This is on my website as well, but I figured it would be nice to link it here, as well. It’s a time readout made of squares, each of which displays a color corresponding to the color I associate with each number. The top row is the time (HHMM) and the bottom row is the
So I mentioned the Stella print at the Toledo Museum of Art, and after some musing, decided to elaborate. The surprising thing about the Toledo Museum of Art is that, despite Toledo (or Toodle-E-Doo as my father would say) being something of a blue-collar factory town, the Great and the Good in the city always
Went to the Bow and Arrow Press at Adams House Residence Hall today, to teach a crash course in letterpress and to do some printing of my own. I printed my portion and the colophon of John Pyper’s trade portfolio Cultural Baggage, part of the Mid America Print Council 2010 conference in Minneapolis. The members
Just got back from a few hours at Mixit Print Studios, where I was editioning a shaped plate print of the Mediterranean Sea. This is something of a throwback to a series I did a few years ago called Graphic Geography. This time, I’m actually editioning the plates properly and doing them much larger. Once
I just spent a good portion of the day on my Random Red Line project, in which I travel to random stops on the MBTA Red Line subway until my original stop comes up. This ride was cut short by a previous engagement, but I managed 12 random stations in six hours. I… am tired.
So I took some pics of the Clam Box restaurant in Ipswich with my new phone a couple weeks ago, and something went wrong. The jpegs went all wonky and cool. The best part about the whole thing is, the resulting image is interpreted differently by different image programs. Here’s some samples.