it was not until today that i realized that my intended career demanded me to, in a sense, change my persona- my way of going about things. i have never considered myself a very "anal" person, and yet here i am sitting in my art history class, growing progressively more annoyed at that fact that the text on my professor's slides weren't kerned correctly [letter spacing]. i found myself visualizing the words flipped upside down and just being horrified at the immense negative space between the "i" and the "l" in the word "will". completely uneven. karen, my typography professor, would have a heart attack.
in front of me lays the never-ending list of things i have yet to turn in and have yet to even complete. some have been due since the second week, some are due tomorrow. shoot me in the face. nannying once or twice a week doesn't exactly pay the phone bill, for groceries, and art supplies. with matte boards at $2.50 a piece and karen demanding needing at least 12 of them for both my typography and visual communications classes for part of my final project- not including paying for 2 of each composition to be printed, getting a 2-inch think notebook bound with all of my prelim sketches mounted on thick black construction paper, mounting a 2x3' poster on foamcore and writing a research paper on 6-8 design firms i am considering doing my internship for. i may need to start stealing from 7-11 when i end up eating meals there during 8-hour design sessions in the art center.
we watched the movie "helvetica" today in type- yes, the like font. it is literally everywhere. target, arco, american apparel, new york subway signs, adidas, sears, etc.. people rave about this font. true, it's very universal, and when you have no particular message to get across and no tone you want to convey your lack of a message with, then helvetica truly is the perfect font. but "explosion" written in helvetica does not explode, "third date" written in helvetica does not convince me that there is any chemistry to spark even the asking of the second date. it's not until you see the passion of the people before you in a certain field that it forces you to realize what you're getting yourself into.
