The Principles of Design: Font Pairing — The Daily Post

Use fonts that complement each other.

via The Principles of Design: Font Pairing — The Daily Post

This is a good reference for font pairing, although I hate using the word font as a designer, even though it’s accepted. I think typeface was drilled into me in design school by an instructor who despised it. But I digress. Check out what he has to say regarding why us crazy designers choose the typefaces we choose and check out his other topics on the Principles of Design. Good stuff!

 

I will keep fighting.

Please consider signing this to keep our rights as decent human beings. We are better than what is to come.

The people spoke at the polls, it’s time for the electoral college to listen.

https://www.change.org/p/electoral-college-electors-electoral-college-make-hillary-clinton-president-on-december-19?recruiter=164954&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=copylink

Daily Prompt: Irksome

via Daily Prompt: Irksome

Monday mornings where you wake up smiling and recharged only to be deflated before noon due to events beyond your control that directly affect you.

That my friends, is irksome.

 

Quiet

It’s been quiet at my house lately. How is this possible with 2 dogs and 2 young kids running around, especially with Halloween thrown in the mix? Easy. I shut off the TV. I don’t mean Netflix, because honestly, I have a slight addiction to a couple shows, but cable TV. It’s nothing but madness. Anger, hatred, violence, materialism and fakeness. Is that even a word? Too bad, I’m using it.

I just realized today that I have not watched regular TV in about 6 days and I don’t miss it. My quiet mornings are now mine. If I want the weather, I can look it up. If I really want to know what’s going on in the world, I can look it up. But I’m not starting my day this way. Not anymore.

I’ve been talking more, having conversations that push me to my limits and frustrate me beyond belief, but it’s making me think outside the box, see other sides of the issue. I’m given the chance to work through my argument, which can be difficult, but it gets done and without this feeling of pressure to get it out. Sometimes I have issues processing and correctly phrasing what I need to say so this acceptance & support is so very welcomed. Despite my cries of irritation during the process. Cause let’s be honest, this is me we are talking about.

Without the TV on, news is gone. The constant onslaught of this horrid election and general madness that the world is in right now. I’m calmer in the mornings without the stress. My kids are not watching it either as it was affecting them. No news on at night either. It’s just useless to be honest and doesn’t do anyone any good.

Now for those of you saying, well, you can’t shelter your kids, give it a rest. My kids are far from sheltered. If anything, they needed this break. My oldest is a bit too involved in this election and she’s only 8! I love the passion, but hate the stress and fear that this election is bringing her. She does not need to be dealing with that at such a young age.

Without TV, materialism diminishes to some extent. The “I have to keep up with the Jones” is lessened. Especially for the kids. Less toy commercials, less, “I want, I want, I want.” They are always going to want something, they are kids, but I’m unable and unwilling to give them everything they want or desire that is material. I won’t feel guilty about that either. Without the ads interrupting every 10 minutes or so, there’s peace. They can focus on the movie or story they are watching. Less stress all around.

As I mentioned earlier, I have a slight Netflix addiction. I find it relaxing to be able to just sit down and watch something uninterrupted for a period of time at night once everything is done. You don’t lose momentum during the 50 minutes or so it’s on. Makes the story and my interest stronger and more involved.

Maybe I’m just old and I need or desire less in my life. I know I need less chaos and stress. And I’m working on it, slowly.

I think I like this. My new routine and I hope I can keep it up.

Art, expression & my kid

I’m so very proud of my oldest. At the ripe old age of 8, she came home with her first piece of art, done at school in art class & without our knowledge of the project, with a note saying it was inappropriate.

Now some have accused us of fostering violence with our praise of this image. We took it as she was working with Halloween imagery and this just came from that.

Maybe it’s her intense hatred of the subject, and we do side with her there.

Maybe she was just trying to express her feelings on this whole election. Her first one being an observer with an opinion. And boy does she have her opinions.

Maybe she just, in her juvenile 8 year old mind, thought it was funny.

Whatever her thought process was, she created something expressive. And like all good art, it often starts conversations.

And for the record, we found out it was offensive due to the politics. Seriously? Third grade people. Let them think for themselves a little.

Judge for yourself and let me know your thoughts.

Poster of Donald stump at debate with sniffles and holding his head

Damn Creative Blocks

creative coloring book

Creative blocks suck. No need to mince words here. They stop your workflow and get you off track. But how do you get back on track? That’s always my dilemma and when I have a hard enough time staying on task as it is, this doesn’t help.

This article is a pretty great resource for realizing that getting stuck is actually a good thing, even though we all fight that theory, and that pushing yourself is what art is all about.

http://create.adobe.com/2016/8/3/breaking_through_mid_project_creative_block.html

Now, let’s go create!

I’m more than ready for this, well, most of it.

340606_2681636767560_253894517_oOkay, so I’m a little behind in posting this, but better late than never! I got busy and forgot it was in my draft folder ready to go. Somedays I think if my head weren’t attached, I forget that too!

Five years ago, I sat on my bed with this brand new creature in my arms and I was freaking out. Big time. She was my second child, so I wasn’t freaking out about raising her, I was already screwing up the first one, the second time around it’s cake, but rather, how were we going to afford to raise her? Daycare for 2 kids is expensive and we didn’t make a lot, but got by. But having two in full-time care was going to be a hardship.


Well, with an amazing support system of friends and family, we did it. And now, finally, the day we’ve been waiting for is upon us. 

THE FIRST DAY OF KINDERGARTEN!
For Crandall Kid 2, that is.

first day of kindergarten little hands on backpack strap

Every parent is different, so I mean no disrespect, but I am not one that cries when their kid goes to school. I’m happy! One, my bank account is a little happier and I can afford to finally pay some bills off, tw0, it’s part of life. They are getting bigger, although I told both of them that they need to slow down the growing up just a bit. Sigh… And three, this is their time. Their time to learn, make new friends, grow, explore and figure out who they are and it’s flat our fascinating to watch.

I have girls, which means emotions run really high at our house and I’m dreading the tween years big time, but hey, I’m stocking up on wine right now, so it’s all good. I’m dreading the drama (which if what I have experienced in the last fews months is any indication of what’s to come, I’m doomed.

Until then, happy parents unite! School has started, a new year has begun and it’s time to enjoy watching them explore and experience life.

Good luck to all!

 

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