Riding my bike has overlapped with making visual art in an interesting way lately. With the collective forming from like minded artists, who haven’t promoted our art through more “official” channels. We are creating the opportunities ourselves, and looking for fun venues to share our work. Some examples of this past year’s activity follow:
Style through your turns, have the same chill flowy vibes on land that you have in the water. Try to have as much fun as possible by seeing the infinite beauty in every molecule of every thing around us. The space between nuclei and protons and neutrons is love. It cannot be overcome by any other force in the universe, it binds us all together. Through all the horror and abuse that some would whip up as the pinnacle of human capability, we must remember that they can destroy us and our art, and try to erase our legacy but those atoms are ours not theirs. They can split them and destroy but they cannot make us not love our children, they cannot unshine the sun from my face in the morning. God is us we are the universe as it is aware of itself, individuals as essential to the collective as each atom is to the fabric of reality.
It has been fun to work with Dah Shop on events that promote awareness of the brand, and the store while also providing an opportunity to get together and ride. These visual pieces let people know when and where. Visit the site, which I designed as well: www.dahshop.com
So two things matter in graphic design, content, and beauty. Content is product right? It is the thing that gives you an excuse to look at beauty. That is why sex is such an easy marketing tool, the product justifies the indulgence of an other wise guilty obsession.
So, which is it? If the car is expensive, and not a justifiable purchase, but is rather an indulgence, and frankly just another bill, than why allow the advertisement of a place you’ll never go, or a type of person you want but can’t really have, convince you to add another bill to your life? Ambition! Marketing reminds us in obvious ways that the clock is ticking. The idea of the sale plays on our fear of missing out. Since we can conceive of a time when we weren’t here, and a time that we won’t be here, we feel like we don’t want to miss out. Now is a moving target. We have been trained by the way it is, to renew supply.