When even baubles are surrounded by fields of thorns, how do you determine which things in life are worth getting close to?
I am designing the website for a new restaurant.
All that I have to go on is the design on the marquee. There are no other design elements in place at the restaurant, the interior is still being built out, the menu is still being worked out, the owner is cussing me out.
(Ok I made that last bit up).
But seriously. I have a graphic that is black and white, contains the restaurants name and the image of a longhorn. I know that it is going to be steak and seafood. Mainly steak. And upscale.
Thats it. Thats my design outline. From this I must create a thing of beauty.
Bloody hell!
I put together a mock-up design and presented it to the owner this morning to get his thoughts on it. Overall, not too bad… he wants bells and whistles, but he didn’t mind the majority of the design (so far).
One thing he did axe though was this:
Ah well.
This Totem popped up once in a dream I had. So thin at it’s base, and so monstrous at its apex that it wobbled with the teasing of even a slight breeze. Initially the thought of having a Totem to watch over me was comforting.
Then I peered closer at the spirits painted and carved into the wood. Discovering an eclectic gathering of wildly coloured freaks and weirdo’s, I was no longer so reassured.(Unfortunately the wild colours didn’t stick hard enough to my memories to make it out of my dream intact, hence the mono-coloured drawing).
With friends like this, perhaps I didn’t need enemies?
At least one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles took time out his busy crime fighting schedule to personally appear on my log of guardian wood.
VS 
We’ve decided to put up a Christmas tree for the first time ever. We’ve not really done it before because we have cats.
Cats + Christmas trees = Mayhem.
I don’t really know why we’ve decided to try to run the gauntlet this year, perhaps because we now only have two cats instead of six, but we have.
We do have a tree though. Its been sitting in a large box on the top shelf of a closet for years.
I was tasked with extracting it from said closet so that we could put it up for this year. This was not a simple task, as there were other large tupperware type crates packed in around it, full of other stuff.
So as I am pulling the very first of the surrounding large crates down, it is apparently heavier than I expected.
So it tilts toward me.
And I try to compensate.
And the lid is not secured because it is overfilled.
And the world comes crashing down around me.
Actually, not around me. ON ME.
This tree better look F’ing Fantastic, I tell you!
Stefan G. Bucher is a good egg.
With a scrambled yolk.
He is also the mastermind behind Daily Monster, a deliciously curious new project Mr. Bucher has undertaken wherein he creates a new, often whimsical, monster each day. Not only do you get to see the monster, but also you get to witness its inception from blank piece of paper, to marvelously creative use of Reinhold, to the final touches that bring his beast to life.
You will enjoy watching the creative process unfold before your eyes as streaks of black ink take form and become feathers and eyes and little stumpy feet.
Particularly impressive is his use of Reinhold, which appears to serve as his initial inspiration for the direction his monster will eventually take. You might even find yourself inwardly gasping as he colours over aspects of what he has already drawn, “no… hey… what are you doing, that looked good”, only to find that what he is doing looks better. You journey along with him to see the end result.
If you have shooed away all of the monsters under your bed, then you should definitely stop by Daily Monster for your delightfully monsterous fix.