sleepinginmyhead

when technology works

My sister moved to Toronto a few years ago. Had this happened in the nineties, our relationship would have been very different, and that's thanks to technology. One piece of technology to be precise: skype. By skype i of course mean all VOIP systems, but skype is my weapon of choice. If these technologies were to be taken away from me, my life would be considerably worse. Last weekend my sister had her first child, and the ability to see my new niece all wriggling and wrinkly from the other side of the world was fantastic. My mum, who by any stretch of the imagination is not tech savvy (her phone is never on, she has no email address) gleefully told me yesterday how she'd seen her new grand-daughter on 'the skype'. That's when technology really works, when it gives you something you can't getanywhere else.

chillax mister president

I love 'The Big Picture' blog from boston.com, always worth a visit if you get a few moments. Today's roundup is a selection of photos of Barack Obama, and i particularly like this one, by White House photographer Pete Souza. (click image for full sized version)

colours, more than meets the eye

see the image above, as gaudy as it is, it's the best optical illusion i've seen in a while. The 'blue' and 'green' stripes are actually the same colour. Don't believe me? Well be a pedant and open it in photoshop then...

Time for a challenge

I am fully ready for a backlash here, but stuff it. I'm challenging myself to run 100 miles in 100 days. Now, before you get all crazy and tell me that's a piece of cake, i know that already, but it's a challenge for me. I know some of you run 10K without missing a heartbeat, but you're not me. I'm not built for distance running, i'm not fat, but i'm no Paula Radcliffe either. This is just my first step towards a regular exercise routing: Rome wasn't built in a day, a journey of a thousand miles starts with one step etc. etc. etc. Here's my ground rules: I don't have to run every day. I can do the miles whenever i want, but it'll probably be easier to do lots of shortish runs as opposed to 100 miles in the final week. The start date is today, making the finishing date October 13th. Please also remember that this challenge overlaps my long summer vacation, which means i'll need to fit the fitness around the fun, a continuing challenge in my everyday life. I'll plot each run against my target, and i'll try to work out how i can show that here on SIMH. Please everybody, nag me to do this...

Oh, and anyone fancy joining me?

re-cycling

Marc Newson has just 'designed' a bike for Lance Armstrong. To be honest the bike is lovely, really really lovely, but it's questionable how much design input Marc had. It's a graphics job at best, oh and d'you think it resembles the watch he did for ikepod at all... even just a little bit?

Lacoste v campanas

When i was a kid, for one or two summers Lacoste was king. These things tend to ebb and flow, Nike managed to stay up top most of the time but the likes of Fila, ellesse and lacoste all traded places with each other for the lower positions. One particular summer whilst on a family trip to Marbella i decided that i should part with a considerable wedge of my holiday money, and i bought a pair of mint green Lacoste sweat bands (it was the eighties). Imagine my disappointment when i found that only one of the sweatbands had the lovely crocodile on. I went back to the shop to complain, but the shopkeeper told me that the little embroidered crocodiles were quite expensive to make, so they only used one per pair.

Bummer. Everyone at school decided that meant they were fakes, and the end of my summer was ruined, kinda.

The Campana brothers have just completed a collaboration with lacoste, some of which is quite nice, check it here: LINK. I can only imagine how expensive this shirt is, considering the apparently astronomical price of the little embroidered crocs...

 

the outsiders

Last night i was invited to the Royal College of Art in London to the 'leaving party' of Ron Arad. I studied there from '99 to '01, and Ron was the professor on the Design Products MA. He's decided to move on after a fairly long tenure, and the post is to be taken by Tord Boontje in September (yes i know, but that's not for here).

I was a little nervous about going last night if i'm honest, but decided to pop along anyway. I kinda wished i hadn't as i immediately felt uncomfortable. You see, i think there's a huge gulf between the two types of people who study on that course. There's the popular 'in crowd' of experimental designers and then there's me. I never studied art until taking my MA. I'm not comfortable in fancy dress (last night's party was a 'hat' party). I don't design chairs. I'm not experimental with materials. I'm not a craftsman.I don't want to upset people. I'm a designer working for a huge corporation.

Now i want to make it totally clear that lots of people who studied the course are lovely. I had a nice, but brief chat with Tim from studio glithero, and even bumped into my good friend Ben Wilson outside, but the RCA design crowd isn't, well it just isn't my crowd. When i bump into ex RCA types i dread the 'so what are you up to now?' question which inevitably rears it's head. When i tell them that i work at sony (or currently - nokia), I often get the 'you sold out' look, swiftly followed by a glance over my shoulder to see if there's anyone cooler or more useful they can speak to. I spoke to Hillary French the Head of School about my last two positions and her response was 'well they're both big names i suppose'..... EXCUSE ME?? I happen to be very proud of what i've achieved, and I'm very creative on a daily basis, but because I don't conform to the designer/maker mould I'm somehow not good enough for the gang?

I'm over-reacting i know, and it's obvious that the problem lies with me, but it has to be noted that there's the in-crowd, and there's the out-crowd. The RCA course is split into different platforms, which study different approaches to design. My platform, run by the incredible Peter Russell-Clarke (now at Apple) was the most industrially focussed platform, and at last night's party, i was the only member of that group to attend. There has to be a good reason for that...

This 'expressive' end of the design world, often inhabited by the furniture and lighting types, could do with embracing industrial design. It's not all about becoming a celebrity name. Creativity comes in many shapes and sizes, but unfortunately if you ain't cool, you ain't in. In Milan many years ago i was at a cocktail party when Ron Arad saw me from across the room. He threw his olive at me, then came over. Here's how the conversation went:

Ron arrives:

RA: "hi, how are you doing?"

Me: "yeah not bad, good show isn't it?"

RA: "hmm, it's OK. Where are you working now?"

Me: "seymour powell"

RA: "you made me waste my olive"

Ron departs...

Now i know that's funny, and i actually laughed at the time, but it really shows the gap between his understanding of design and mine. I just think it would be so much better if we could all just get along. It was with great sadness that i heard of the appointment of Tord as Ron's successor, not because i don't like his style, but because it's just more of the same. Design is a broad church, and is best enjoyed in all it's forms. I love that these expressive types exist, and i love the work of a great many of them, but Industrial design can be great too, it really can, no need to be so sniffy.

shorts

so today marks the start of the 'sweaty summer at work' season. 

Working in the creative sector, that i can wear shorts to work...which is very lucky, i appreciate that, but this morning on a stinking piccadilly line train i wished i had worn jeans. A fat sweaty dude sat down next to me, also wearing shorts. He opened his paper and realising how hot he was, began to move his legs apart. The net result of this was that his flabby pasty legs, hidden away all winter under a veil of corduroy rubbed lovingly up against mine. I tried to pull my leg away, but in the end i had to stand up to escape. I shot him 'you filthy fucker' glances for the rest of the journey.

Too much contact for me, way too much.

what's with all the 'week 30' crap.

I just started a new job, it's a good job, and i like it. It's in a much larger team than i'm used to, and many disciplines share the same space, from ID to packaging and business units. I've been overhearing and experiencing something new though - business speak. Don't get me wrong, there's no 'moving forward' or 'let's run this up the flagpole and see who salutes it', but describing timescales by week can start to get annoying.

When people say 'we should get delivery by the middle of week 30' that means nothing to me, absolutely nothing. We have spent our entire lives using a standard calendar, and just because microsoft project divides the year into weeks, that doesn't mean we all know what you're talking about. A typical conversation goes something like this:

"they can't get that to us until the end of week 32"

"ahh shit..... when is that?"

"around the 8th or 9th of August"

"OK"

This has happened A LOT. Just use the normal calendar, everyone knows what to do with that!

oh consonant, you're missing

There's loads of 'engrish' examples all over the web. It's kinda cruel to laugh at other cultures, trying to buy into a 'cool western' lifestyle by using english, but sometimes the results are too funny to miss, like this:

apprentice - remixed

very very good mashup of sir alan et al...

SLAMBALL!

You have to love america for this. Basketball with trampolines.

hip hop isn't dead, sorry

hey, not wanting to get too heavy here, but i've been listening almost non-stop to the Stones Throw podcast from the Gaslamp Killer, and i think it's the future sound of hip hop. It's not very long at only 22 mins, but i love it. Recorded live during his warm up set at Hella International.

Have a go, either from apple or from the stones throw site direct.

how apt

Last week, i was trying to book tickets for a gig here in London, a miserable experience at the best of times, what with the complicated T&C's and 'extra charges'. I was also bemoaning the corporate influx into our music venues: the Brixton academy is now the O2 Academy Brixton, the Hammersmith Apollo is now the HMV Hammersmith Apollo, and my venue was to be the O2 Shepherds Bush Empire. So imagine my wry smile when i got through to the ordering page for my tickets, and the following captcha came up:

(for those of you outside the UK, O2 is a big telephone network)

great minds think alike...

Surely if it's a psychic festival, you don't need to put up posters?