On the day we finish the Visual Voices Lecture Series letterpress posters, with the two left "layer one only" posters, we've decided to play with the letters of both our names and an ampersand of this unique typeface (only exists at Camberwell Letterpress). The same we use in Brave New Alps poster.
Alan Kitching style, as James said.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Warmest Chord Visual Identity
Stop motion animations:
Video:
Serif version:
For print (for graphic materials like stationary, etc):
THE PROCESS
resources:
- metal type from Camberwell Letterpress
- DVD: The ascent of man, Music of the Spheres chapter (written and narrated by Jacob Bronowski, Directed by Adrian Malone)
- one data projector
- two photo cameras
- one video camera
- christmas lights
- one laptop
- two studios
some of the stills from Music of the Spheres documentary, used in the projections:
Vibrating strings
Friday, February 19, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Visual Voices Lecture Series: Digital Posters
Camberwell, Feb - March 2010
in collaboration with Paul Hardman
Facebook event image:
Individual posters:
First general poster:
in collaboration with Paul Hardman
Facebook event image:
Individual posters:
First general poster:
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Transmission
Joy Division Transmission
Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.
And we could dance.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Depressive/Opressive cctv camera
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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