Espresso, typography, and the Four Ms.
Photograph of a type assignment submitted by Cécile Ingarao for my Typography II course at MICA, Spring 2009.
Have you
Silica cluster.
On the steps of the National Portrait Gallery, Washington, DC. This taken with my Holga (I think), on one of
Grungi frutti.
Near Fell's Point in Baltimore, on my way back from taking Michaela to work. She's learning
Brew bar.
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On our trip to Philly on Saturday, we found – just by chance while walking from Independence
Cities and the quiet interface.
She walked by just as I was taking the shot. This little old lady next to the tall, glass, modern
Urban interaction.
In my ongoing thinking about the city as an interface – as an operating system, if you will, of this thing
Grind me.
So, I’ve been wanting a burr grinder for a long time. This one was on sale at Macy’s,
Turquoise, me, and the new NPR.org.
The Poynter Institute’s review of the new NPR.org was one of the few to specifically note our use
I want new letters.
The fact that graduate design programs bestow upon their students the MFA (Master of Fine Arts) degree is antiquated and
L'assemblage.
Elle presque respire. She almost breathes. Will picked up my powder-coated frame on Wednesday from a warehouse in Greektown. As