Playing with #lectron #braun #dieterrams
a “clown bar” just opened up down the street #nightmares #reallynewyork
working on a wearable electronics project
working on a new piece
(Source: pusheen)
Betype’s Against Cancer by Byron Galan.
Byron’s Mom was diagnosed with Uterine Cancer stage 3, so I he made an Indiegogo campaign to help her with the treatment.
Byron: I made this poster to promote my campaign, I want to capture the attention of the young people that aren’t aware of Cancer by making a contrast of concepts, sometimes we are pissed off by little things as a dropped ice cream, youtube restrictions, low battery on your phone but if you stop and think how many people have hard problems in the world like cancer you will think twice before getting anger. Is like a merge of funny simple things (like your cookie doesn’t fit on your glass of milk) with a real serious problem, is far more easy to capture your attention with a simple and cute icon of a funny thing than showing a photograph of a woman dying from cancer or the word in all caps: CANCER.
If you want to help him you can make a donation here:
betype.co/cancerThe posters will be available in limited printed letterpress version as a perk for a $50 donations.
you know what that means, right?
SEE YOU ALL IN REHAB, MOTHAFUCKAAAAAS!
oh shit, I just laughed so loud haha
Rebloging purely for that ^
we should form a support group
internet addicts anonymous
“hello my name is jennifer, and I’m an internet addict.”
“hi jennifer”
but tumblr is our support group
we need a support group for our support group
oh god
TRIED TO MAKE ME GO TO REHAB BUT I SAID
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Reblogging for the comments OMg tumblr
That IAA meeting is gonna be packed smh.damnit Al Gore
coming to life … with @littlebitselectronics #MoMAstore
another self-port
Pretentious Pretenses: How to Write, by Gary Provost.
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence…
Andy’s portrait
