contemplate this!

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.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=txqiwrbYGrs

- 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.

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

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.

High School Shinnanigans

I will introduce this blog to the world with a high school moment  I dug up from my old myspace account. It was written in September of 2006 about something which seemed very important to me at the time, but I think it establishes the tone for future blog post to come. I changed a few bits: 

Today I was admiring the chapped lip beauty of Adam Papilsky from afar and he catches my gaze and says; "Dana why do you always look at me? are you crazy?"

Adam's minion Nikola Djejordovic darts his squinty eyes in my direction in preparation for a bitter retort; "She's not crazy yo, she just forgot to smoke her annual crack pipe last night"

"annual means yearly, you are trying to say that I smoke every night" s

ays I.

I really hate drug humor, and the fact that I corrected his word choice before even addressing the fact that I am a drug free lady is ridiculous. But the point of the story is: if you are going to insult someone, you should at least understand the meanings of all the words in your insult before you let in make its debut.

much love, dana

before I say good bye I would like to share a picture with you that I found in the personals section on Craigslist. I hope this boy found what he was looking for.