Commercial Art tries to make you buy things. Graphic Design gives you ideas.
After age twenty-five, you're not a victim anymore — you're a volunteer.
Design is, literally, purposeful planning. Graphic Design, then, is the form those plans will take.
Twenty-six letters: Marjorie Morningstar or Ulysses. The man-made world means exactly that. There isn't an inch of it that doesn't have to be dealt with, figured out, executed. And it's waiting for yo...
Graphic Design for its own sake will never happen, because the concept cancels itself out — a poster about nothing other than itself is not Graphic Design, it's … makin' ART.
Penguin Classic, with the orange bands at the top and bottom; and the Gill Sans thirty-sixpoint title, all caps, centered and medium weight, in black on the white band in the middle. One of the design...
Hey, have you heard that one about the difference between me, Wit, and my loutish cousin, Hilarity? No? Okay, so I walk into a bar, you see, very unassuming, and order a martini. Then the bartender, H...
Photography opened up quite a little Pandora's box, kiddies. (...) Once we no longer had to depend on drawing and painting to record our existence — once they became an option — they mutated . . . int...
Nothing worth knowing can ever be taught in a classroom.
Never fall in love with an idea. They're whores: if the one you're with isn't doing the job, there's always, always, always another.
Never let your mouth write a check that your ass can't cash.
Life is a life-long assignment that must be constantly analyzed, clarified, figured out, and responded to appropriately.
But at the end of the day, you can't major in Making Stuff, so it was Art by default.
He was the most astonishing contradiction of components I’d ever encountered. Shy yet fiercely communicative when putting an idea into your head. Vocally astringent regarding his own abilities but not...
Even if I wasn’t a Japanophile, I would still use chopsticks all the time, for all kinds of cuisine. Especially salads, which can be unwieldy on a fork. The cultural difference between selecting your...
My longing for someone to talk to made Himillsy the lightning bug in my honey jar. I punched holes in the lid so she could breathe.
Just who are the cheese monkeys? And what do they want?
Yes, Garnett Grey was an Architect. Were a psychoanalyst to approach him from behind, tap his shoulder, and say 'Humanity,' Garrett'd spin and respond, without hesitation, 'Solvable'.
It's not Art. And Art is not Design.
I've been drawing shoes,' said Sketch, evoking a fireman who's been searching the smoking hulks of scorched buildings for burn victims, 'and it's been going feetingly.