More summer work!
R U A ROBOT? branding by Hannah Garrett
R U A ROBOT? is a life style brand dedicated to promoting self-reflection. They aim to help people act from a place of authentic self in order find fulfillment and happiness.
Hanna[h], you were right, I have become addicted to Tumblr.
One of my summer design projects:
Arcata Core Pilates Studio website design.
To visit the site and explore the design click HERE.This site was made to emphasize the professionalism of Arcata Core Pilates Studio as well as the peaceful, elegant studio environment.
Design by Hannah Garrett
Photography by Britta Gudmunson
Development contracted to Slate Werner
“Do you hear the drum? Bam! Bam! It has only two beats, always Bam! Bam! Listen to the women’s mournful song. Listen to the shouts of the priests. In her long red gown the Hindu woman stands on the pyre. The flames leap up around her and her dead husband. But the Hindu woman is thinking of the man who is alive here in the crowd, the man whose eyes burn hotter than flames, the man whose fiery eyes reach deeper into her heart than the blaze that will soon burn her body to ashes. Can the flame of the heart die in the flames of the pyre?”
The Fire Lily
An excerpt from The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Andersen
“Many an evening the five sisters would link arms and in a row rise up to the surface of the water. They had lovely voices, more beautiful than any human’s. Whenever a storm was raging and they thought ships might be wrecked, they would swim before the ships and sing wondrously about how beautiful it was at the bottom of the sea, telling the sailors not to be afraid to go there. But the men couldn’t understand their words. They thought it was the storm, and they never had a chance to see all the loveliness below because when the ship sank they would drown and come only as dead men to the sea king’s castle.”
Hans Christian Andersen
We are all mirrors
We speak outbursts & job interviews
Logos on our tongues
One movie quote away from laughter
One text message away from crying
Lips riddled with bilingual subtitles in the language
from a world we are not from
In thee business of selling the priceless
Merchants of imagination
Only good at what we’re good at
Only want to go where we’ve never been without leaving our homes
Occupied without occupations
Believe in books from a time we didnt live in that break belief into fractions
and all we are left with is long division
Down the middle
The heart is a riddle
Perspectives a weapon
Out of shape
Excersising ego till it looks like confidence
Confined to where our pasts have been
Late to a meeting with our futures
Instruments out of tune creating our own time signatures
Out of key
But open to becoming our favorite songs
Dreams sound better when unexplained
Clouds look nicer when you’re not flying through them
Facial features feature our parents flaws
Microscope your every breath
Look closer
How many lives do you see?
How many lives do you live in a day?
Paralyzed by the thought of who we will be when we are not here
Is being ahead of your time choosing to be a non-factor in these now
Juggling questions like the answers are up to us
Gravitating to a place with less of it
Look at me looking at you when looking at me
How do we look?
We ignore each other because we dont have anything left to say after hello
Unsure of what beauty is anymore
We look in mirrors for a story we’ve never seen before
Ask stars questions we are the answers to
We are flowers beautiful without ever seeing a picture of ourselves
Watered by the moments we love ourselves
Caught in
We love we
We love us nots
What is more beautiful than we?
We are hello’s we’ve never met
Faith without church
Fear unlearned
Life without worlds
poetry without words
“Other’s Opinion Are Less Important Than My Personal Guidance System… You did not intend to use the opinions of your parents to measure against your beliefs, desires, or actions in order to determine the appropriateness of them. Instead, you knew (and still remembered, long after you were born) that it was the relationship between the opinion (or knowledge) of the Source within you and your current thoughts, in any moment, that would offer you perfect guidance in the form of emotions. You did not intend to replace your Emotional Guidance System with the opinions of your parents even if they were in harmony with their Emotional Guidance System in the moment of their trying to guide you. It was much more important to you to recognize the existence of your own Guidance System, and to utilize it, than to be deemed correct by, or to find approval from, others.”
More concept stuff.
hand drawing, concept sketching.
A scene of water & a scene of fire. Elements captured in Trinidad, CA— home sweet home.
Necessary— Blatant Sex
Spectrum— ’cross a sea of color and noise.
Sick time lapse.
Designers Spin Spidey-Worthy Webs From Packing Tape (by GBA505)
Massimo Banzi: How Arduino is open-sourcing imagination
That sh** f***ing cray.
Raw, vegan lasagna (chard, portobello mushrooms, zucchini, tomato sauce & cashew filling) nom. (Taken with Instagram)
So starts the cooking adventure this summer. Thai coconut soup with mushrooms, ginger, tofu & rice. Yummm.