A Christmas Of Refinement.
I now find myself waking in the night with tension from holding down Ctrl +C and not pasting it, because technically, I’m asleep.
Lilith’s Corsage in progress
Much to the annoyance of everyone around me, the amount of work I have been doing to build this little engine that could, has kept me up so late that I almost saw Santa.
Have you ever dreamed in ctrl c, ctrl v?
Neither had I, until I started building the shop. I now find myself waking in the night with tension from holding down Ctrl +C and not pasting it, because technically, I’m asleep. This should give you some indication of how many alt texts, descriptions, documents, versions, oh my!
The little engine that could.
Four days of drawing later, our latest design, Lilith’s Corsage, is now on the website. I wanted to do a lily, but not floral in the traditional sense. I pulled elements from older drawings and folded them into the piece; that’s where the checkerboard petals come from, for example.
I guess now the test of the dream begins.
Not the ctrl copy and paste dream. The whole thing. I’ve tried breaking it, and it stands. And now I’m about to roll the proverbial boulder down the hill.
Too many metaphors?
This is the first chance I’ve had to flex in two weeks of product design, store development, and endless strategy work. So yes, too many metaphors. My brain is trying to wake up after long hours of repetitive tasks. It’s not quite there yet.
A refined store front and some new pyjamas.
That’s really…a wonderful thing.
Logic Descends: The Origin Story of the Second Design.
“Some things change. Some things don’t.
And sometimes, the things you made decades ago find their way back home.”
It was 2002. I was 23. Aw. Or Aaah. Not sure which.
A night of Skull Monkeys & Resident Evil
I was housesitting and spent an evening drawing, playing Skull Monkeys, and watching the first Resident Evil. That’s when I drew Logic Descends. She didn’t have a name then. I drew two versions that night. I kept both
Enter: Attempted Burglary at 3AM
Much later, I was woken up by the sound of a crowbar hitting a metal gate. I switched the lights on. They ran. Cops came. Life went on.
Make of that what you will.
Logic Descends… or Angel?
You decide. When I revived her for Mongrel Logic, I kept her mostly as she was, her face is new, the animalistic stance, the sharp energy, the slightly feral wings, they’re the same.
She’s a piece of my early creative DNA.
2002 Time Capsule
This is me from the same year (and my brother); oversized jumper, corduroy’s (I know) too big. Basically… still me.
Some things change. Some things don’t. And sometimes, the things you made decades ago find their way back home.
More designs (and more stories from the vault) coming soon.