I love Keith Haring. I love biscuits. Lee very kindly gave me some Keith Haring biscuits. He had eaten the biscuits though, so in fact, he just gave me a box. Smashing all the same. NB. Keith Haring should not be confused with Keith Harris of Orville the duck fame.
My business cards arrived and I couldn’t be happier with them, which is surprising as I was working with the most difficult client of them all, myself. This did mean I had complete control over the print spec. 540g turquoise GF Smith Colorplan card with white foil pressed into the card for the main of the type, ooooh, dreamy. The guys over at Benwalls printing did a double amazing job and the standard of finish was immaculate.
During my sojourn at the Big White I scribbled down a thought of the day, every day. Here’s some of my favourites. Dearest diary…
At the start of this year (2011), I tootled off to Canada to gain qualification as a snowboard instructor. I thought I would jump on the info graphic bandwagon, (I like info graphics as much as I like seeing a dog with their head out of a moving car window) and detail a day in the life sliding down the slopes, sometimes on my feet, sometimes on my back and more than often on my face. I used the Ski Tracks app to produce all the data.
Well well well, hi, hello, how are ya? Just a little old blog from little old me for little old posts on whatever floats my boat. Stay cool