Wednesday, February 18, 2009

The Best Dog In All the Lands

This is my parents replacement for me. His name is Neo as in "the one"  matrix

Little Bro on Drugs

Here's a cute video of my brother.  My dad thought it would be humorous to film him during a vulnerable moment.


- Gracie

Idol Worship

Until today, this blog has failed to acknowledge the existence of a very important person to me; Maira Kalman (wife of Tibor)
here you go, Maira. Keep on keeping it real.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Gracie Glass, MFA in Chemical Technology

I introduce to you the other half of this enterprise. 

The first person I see when my head departs from the pillow, the person who shares the same 600 square feet of oxygen and various other air particles day in day out. 



GRACIE GLASS
GRACIE GLASS
GRACIE GLASS
GRACIE GLASS
GRACIE GLASS


graphic design



Sunday, February 15, 2009

This is a picture of what my bedroom looked like in high school:



My dad took everything down because he said it hurt his eyes when he tries to paint. This is what it looks like now:

Wasabi vs Mayonaise + Zapf Dingbats vs Times New Roman

This weekend I started to look for an internship for summer 2009. I am looking for something in Graphic Design. I had a very specific vision about working for a trendy arts and cultural commentary magazine. I redirected the nature of my search after realizing that I accidently applied to a sex toy and fetish gallery/blog/magazine (the form of media is ambiguous, I just know that the content involved consists of penises with angel wings)

I was so worried about finding something "cool" I couldn't even see what I was doing and I ended up telling someone who makes dildos that I am "eager to be of assistance" to them.

I am exhausted with chasing after coolness.  As of now, I am searching for a commercial, mainstream design firm. I don't even care if I end up working for the people who decide on the typography for Air Conditioner Catalogs. They could probably teach me a lot more about creating a dynamic layout for a spread than the people at Vice Magazine.