If You Could See What I Can See, Feel What I Feel

I could never have made it as a graphic designer, despite my schooling — I’m simply not good enough, and my brain doesn’t work in those shapes anymore — but nonetheless, I can’t tell you how much I love doing the graphics for the THR newsletter every week. It’s a break from my usual work norm, and a strange puzzle that I enjoy solving every seven days. Here are some more recent solutions.

So Kick Off Your Shoes And Feel Some Kind Of Free

If at first you don’t succeed, you keep going because every week needs new graphics for the THR newsletter.

Like the “Sluggo is Lit” joke from a couple weeks prior, Plants vs. Zombies was a reference than bypassed my editors.

The above was replaced with this, after the headline changed:

Everyone Along The Way

What the world outside my window looked like this morning, thanks to my iPad. I’m still teaching myself to draw on there again — made all the more difficult when I don’t have the stylus anywhere near me, as today — but I find that I like this one quite a bit.

The Reason That Heat Vision Is Not Lit

The headline from my THR editor was a straightforward pun: “John Wick Gets Lit.” Because you light a wick, get it? Like a candle? But my brain went elsewhere when I first learned it, to an entirely different place altogether:

There were reasons why this wasn’t a smart idea, not least of which being I felt self-conscious for just outright swiping Olivia Jaimes’ original “Sluggo Is Lit” image/joke. (It’s also the wrong shape/size for the newsletter format, but, I mean, I could have worked with that.) The actual reason it wasn’t used, though, is something far more straightforward: My THR editor didn’t know the “Sluggo Is Lit” meme. And then, when I was appalled and went to a third party, they didn’t know it, either. So, we ended up dropping it and trying something more traditional, but I still think it’s funny.

Tomorrow I’ll Miss You

More graphics from the Heat Vision newsletter, including some we ended up not using for various reasons. Such things happen, as the newsletter comes together each week — stories slip out of contention (or fall apart entirely), even after we’ve imagined them being the big breakout for that week. It’s literally part of the process, and something that comes with so little ego that I genuinely can’t remember always which graphics we have used for sure anymore.

This one got a new headline at the last minute:

This next one required perhaps too much effort for the final result, but dammit, I really wanted to make a With The Beatles riff.

Line Up In Line Is All I Remember

All photos taken within a year or so of moving to Portland. I became interested in colors and lines, apparently.

(I’m not sure when or why I stopped taking photos like these; I don’t have any after 2010, but I’m unsure if that’s because I stopped taking them, or I stopped keeping them. Either way, it’s a habit I wish I hadn’t gotten out of. I like these investigations of my environments.)