caffination

deadlines? late nights? yeh, yeh, we all know. caffeine. and lots of it.

i personally prefer coffee. and black at that. however relentless isn't such a bad drink and their cans aren't to shabby looking either. they make brake a few design rules in under some eyes, but they definitely stand out in the fridge. all 3 of the different flavours carry a definitive brand association and the different quotes on the back of each can, from grand people's such as wordsworth and lord byron are a nice little addition. the front of the can is big and bold, with a gothic script font that is more than clear enough. my favourite part perhaps is the subtle digs at other energy drinks that sell there products in apparently 'measly' sized proportions.


"no half measures"

nothing wrong with a little bit of pretentiousness is there?

spread the love...

...with tree-hugging cards! some more design mastery from bird and bee. this time, 2 cards, 1 for peace and 1 for love, with the word in question arranged in 100 different languages from around the world and in keeping with the theme of this, they're all printed on recycled paper and manufactured using wind power. to wrap this all up, a transparent envelope is provided to give the rest of the world a sneaky-peaky as it travels along her majesty's postal service.

great concept. great grid work. great set. great ethics. great design.

for more stuffs, head over to bird&bee.

it's raining, it's pouring (the old man is snoring)...

this is 'il pleut'. a french poem about the rain by apollinaire.

nope. i've not a clue what it says either, but it is a very nice piece of typography that really relates to it's subject. luckily some fellow named roger shattuck made a 'linear translation' of the poem:

it’s raining,

it’s raining women’s voices as if they had died even in memory,

and it’s raining you as well marvellous encounters of my life o little,

drops,

those rearing clouds begin to neigh a whole universe of auricular cities,

listen if it rains while regret and disdain weep to an ancient music,

listen to the bonds fall off which hold you above and below.

the old, handmade, typewriter-aligned feel gives the reader a real sense of the arbitrary, dripping patterns of rain on a window pane. a great example of how graphically descriptive of even the purest forms of typography can be.