Ellen Lupton: Design is Storytelling

This book released in 2017; therefore, it sounded dated. I didn’t get much out of it. My sense of design is simple and straightforward. My design doesn’t need to tell a story. My design just needs to connect and communicate. Not sure where I am going with this.

Tumultuous Time

Everyday I feel like walking into a minefield. The mines could explode anytime. I am trying to stay calm. I am trying to relax. I am trying to sleep. I simply can’t. I don’t know what the fuck I am doing anymore.

Life is hitting me from every corner. One issue is piling up on another. I can’t get a grip on anything. I am living on the edge. I can slip and fall anytime. Time is a motherfucker. The days go so fast and so slow at the same time. I don’t know how to cope with stress. I drink to ease the tension in my head. I rollerblade to give me some physical activity. I depend on my wife to prevent me from breaking down.

I need to hold myself together. I can’t hold on to things beyond my reach. I have to let go. I want to prevent the worst case scenario, but I can’t do anything out of my control. I just need to face the crisis when it hits. I just have to deal with whatever throws at me. I can’t let depression get to me. I can’t get beaten down. I will survive. I will be fine.

Thanks for reading my rants. I don’t have the comment section on this blog, but I always welcome your thoughts. Hit me up.

Type Beauties

Miklós Kiss’s Type Beasts are so damn beautiful and expressive. I love his clever ligatures.

The Last Conmemorative Song

Even if it rains daily, I want to walk with you till the end of life
Even if dark clouds or storms are gathering, I long to be at your side
Even if it’s windy and biting cold, or the roads muddied with snow
Even if the leaves are falling, sad and desolate…
Even if whatever… Whatever happens…, I Will Still Love You…

Leaning on each other’s arms, sharing peace and warmth
Finding each other’s lips with a passionate kiss
Hand clasping hand, feeling imprisoned desires stirring…
My hair, unkempt and gray with memories of a sad love
But just looking at you,
just looking at you for a moment,
I long to say “I Love You.”

Let me be a breath of sleepiness,
just this one time,
lulling you into a world of dreams,
taking you with me
into the yesteryears of Love…

I long to hold you in my arms
Like a dream pillow, you are so soft and warm
I long for a night full of passion
A night of love between wife and husband.

Even if one day some other walks with you till the end of life
Even if you have the heart to rip and tear apart mine
Even if I wish a thousand wishes,
or blames fate my whole life
it’s already too late!

O Love! Whatever happens, I Will Always Love You…

Translated by Vương Thanh

Niệm khúc cuối

Dù cho mưa tôi xin đưa em đến cuối cuộc đời
Dù cho mây hay cho bão tố có kéo qua đây
Dù có gió, có gió lạnh đầy, có tuyết bùn lầy
Có lá buồn gầy, dù sao, dù sao đi nữa tôi vẫn yêu em

Dựa vai nhau cho nhau yên vui ấm áp cuộc đời
Tìm môi nhau, cho nhau rã nát, rã nát tim đau
Vừa đôi tay, ước muốn tù đầy,
Tóc rối bạc màu vết dấu tình sầu
Nhìn em, nhìn em giây phút, muốn nói yêu em

Xin cho tôi, tôi như cơn ngủ
Ru em, đưa em một lần
Ru em vào mộng, đưa em vào đời
Một thời yêu đương

Cho tôi xin em như gối mộng
Cho tôi ôm em vào lòng
Xin cho một lần, cho đêm mặn nồng
Yêu thương vợ chồng

Dù mai đây ai đưa em đi đến cuối cuộc đời
Dù cho em, em đang tâm xé, xé nát tim tôi
Dù có ước, có ước ngàn lời, có trách một đời
Cũng đã muộn rồi

Tình ơi! Dù sao đi nữa xin vẫn yêu em.

Ngô Thụy Miên

A $500 Photo

This photo was licensed for $500 and only the left half was used.

Steven Heller & Gail Anderson: The Logo Design Idea Book

Heller and Anderson are prolific writers. I can’t keep up with their sheer volume of books on graphic design. The Logo Design Idea Book, which released in 2020, featured 50 logos with a one-page explanation for each. It is short, sweet, and insightful. It’s a perfect switch for me from poetry to design.

Love’s Pain of Being Late for Each Other

Raindrops are tears for a love that’s fading…
Clouds drifting… are the nostalgic regrets of a time gone by…
You told me that you were happy, but your eyes say otherwise
Alas, my heart still cannot not forget
the heartaches of those days…

Fragile is Life, like the autumn leaf withering on the tree branch
Is it rain or warm teardrops falling, crying for a lost love?
Still there in my heart
are the months and years of longings
for us to live a happy life together.
Alas! The pains of Fate, of being late for each other.

I remember that autumn day,
grey clouds drifting in the far horizon.
The sad rain, your tangled hair wetting your lips
You give me your first kiss,
and wrap your arms around me.
I sing for you a song of youthful love in the twenties

Wandering in search of you but you’d already gone
Treading the streets that we had been together with lonely footsteps
O Love, do you hear the autumn leaves falling
Do you know that when autumn arrives,
we have lost each other in this life.

Translated by Vương Thanh

Nỗi đau muộn màng

Mưa rơi là nước mắt tình đã phai rồi
Mây trôi là nỗi nhớ tiếc thương mà thôi
Hạnh Phúc sao mắt môi em còn chơi vơi
Sao trái tim anh còn chưa nguôi
Những xót xa một thời

Mong manh đời như lá vàng úa trên cành
Long lanh giọt lệ ấm khóc cho tình xanh
Còn đấy bao tháng năm âm thầm em mang
Bao vấn vương cho đời thênh thang
Những nỗi đau muộn màng

Em nhớ có mùa thu mây giăng lối
Cơn mưa buồn tóc rối ướt bờ môi
Em đã trao anh nụ hôn đầu vòng tay ấm vui
Anh hát cho em bài tình ca đôi mươi

Lang thang tìm đâu thấy người đã đi rồi
Mênh mang đường phố vắng bước chân lẻ loi
Người hỡi anh có nghe lá vàng rơi rơi
Anh có hay khi mùa thu tới
Ta mất nhau một đời

Ngô Thụy Miên

Selina Boan: Undoing Hours

Read through the collection and understood just a bit of it. My brain is just not picking up poetry and I simply don’t know what write even a few brief sentences. After five months of reading poetry books, I am taking a break and return to novel and fiction. It was a fun journey. Of course I will continue to read poetry, but not exclusively.

The Supreme Court Gangsters

Clarence Thomas, Neil Gorsuch, and Brett Kavanaugh are driven by sex, money, and power. They are gangsters of the corrupted Supreme Court.

Snowboarding In My Basement

I am not adjusting well with warm weather. I am not looking forward to doing yard work around our property. Although I am enjoying rollerblading, I am missing skiing and snowboarding in the winter. To keep myself in the game, I continue to do snowboard training in my basement.

Base on the video clips of myself snowboarding last season, I still need to work on my stance. I need to remember to keep my whole body on the board and only my knees bent. I am OK with my toe stance, but I am still falling on my butt once in a while on my heel stance. Tring to sit on a chair without a chair is not as easy as I have imagined.

I am also working on my turns. Since my stance is goofy, I press down with my right foot first then my back foot would follow for my toe turn. For my heel turn, I roll my right knee first then my back knee would follow. The rhythm is 1, 2, 3, 4. Malcolm Moore has an excellent explanation on this technique.

I am also working on my 180-jumps to prepare myself for steep slopes. I always save this one for last because jumping is exhausting. It’s a great exercise.

I wonder what else I can learn snowboarding in my basement.

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