I’m over here this evening, flying the flag for cities and wondering where they’ll take us. I’ve have only one major issue with cities: they inspired these excruciatingly awful lyrics. Guilty as hell. “Concrete jungle where dreams are made of?” Say again? (No, actually don’t say again. Thanks).
Posts Tagged ‘green’
Green Is Weird
Well, some of it. Edit: it hit the Huffington Post! (No, I’m not back at EcoSalon, if you’re wondering. It’s one I wrote a while back, and it’s just bust out of their archives and is making a run for it. If you fancy cheering it on with your favourite social media tool, I’d remember [...]
Orkney: What Do You Do?
What can you actually do in Orkney? No, forget the sightseeing. Forget the daytrips, the beach walks, the clambering up sea-stacks to watch intrepid archaeologists braving the elements while hugging filthy mugs of tea (more on that topic another time). Forget visiting. We’re talking living up there. I know of a number of people who [...]
Giving Form: The Designer’s Intent
When we become the hired guns of greed-driven corporations, we are driven to conform. If we generate status kitsch for a jaded elite, and allow ourselves to become media celebrities, we perform. When we twist products to reflect the navel-gazing of market research, we deform. If our products divorce appearance and other functions – a [...]
