Uma notícia avassaladora

Não sei em que publicação online li isto. Apaguei. O meu cérebro recuou pelo menos 10 centímetros junto ao hipotálamo.

Sobrecarga conceptual

 

Lamentavelmente, muitos e aturados estudos para o concurso das sardinhas revelaram-se infrutíferos, dada a sua profundidade reflexiva e o complexo grau de execução. Como tal, resta-me pendurá-los nesta janela para as traseiras do mundo.

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Totem ao deus da obsolescência

 

"Technology has made our lives more full, yet at the same time we’ve become uncomfortably full."

The Laws of Simplicity: Design, Technology, Business, Life (2006), John Maeda

Porquê das coisas?

Por Bruno Munari:

"For years and years architects and designers all over the world have been designing thousands of chairs, upright chairs and armchairs, all different and all the fruit of infinite inventiveness. I have even designed two or three myself. But it seems that the problem has not yet been altogether solved, because architects and designers all over the world are still going on designing chairs, just as if all their efforts up till now had been wrong."

Em Design as Art (1966) 

As Aventuras da Super-Rolha: Nem Tanto à Terra Nem Tanto ao Mar

E agora a versão realista do Holstee Manifesto em sensacionais maiúsculas!

 

And now for the down-and-dirty version of the Holstee Manifesto 

(full out caps locks sensational!)
 

THIS IS YOUR LIFE. IF YOU HAVE THE TIME AND MONEY TO DO WHAT YOU WANT, CHEERS, IF NOT, STICK TO SENDING APPLICATIONS. IF YOU DON’T LIKE SOMETHING, EAT IT UP OR GO BALLISTIC ON THEIR ASSES. IF YOU DON’T HAVE ENOUGH TIME, STOP WATCHING STUPID WEBSITES MADE BY SELF-DELUSIONAL PEOPLE THAT SELL GLORIFIED SOAP BARS WITH INSPIRATIONAL MUMBO JAMBO TO GO ALONG WITH IT. IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE STOP IF IT AIN’T GOT MONEY. START DOING THINGS YOU LOVE SUCH AS PICKING YOUR NOSE IN FRONT OF PEOPLE. STOP OVER ANALYZING YOUR BILLS (YEAH, YOU’RE BROKE), ALL EMOTIONS ARE BEAUTIFUL WHEN YOU STILL HAVE A CAN OF BEANS TO EAT. LIFE IS SIMPLE: EITHER YOU’RE A LUCKY BASTARD OR YOU’RE NOT. IF YOU DON’T AGREE, BITE ME. OPEN YOUR MIND, ARMS AND HEART TO SAVAGE CLEARANCES BY SUPERMARKET CHAINS. WE ARE UNITED IN OUR DISCOUNT CRAZE, ASK THE NEXT PERSON IF SHE GOT A HOLD OF MORE MARGARINE PACKS THAN YOU AND YOU’LL SEE WHAT THEIR PASSION IS. OH, AND TAKE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KICK SOME ASS. TRAVEL OFTEN ON FOOT AROUND TOWN. GETTING LOST AROUND CHURCHES AND SANCTUARIES WILL HELP YOU FIND SOME COINS. SOME OPPORTUNITIES ONLY COME TO WELL CONNECTED SONS OF BITCHES, SO YOU REALLY SHOULD TRY TO IMPROVE YOUR INCOME. LIFE IS ABOUT THE PEOPLE YOU MEET, MOST NOTABLY IN THE EARLY RANKS OF POLITICAL PARTIES, EXCEPT IF YOU’RE FILTHY RICH AND CAN BUY BOTH THE PEOPLE AND THE PARTIES. SO GO OUT AND FILL THEIR POCKETS. LIFE IS SHORT AND YOURS IS HALFWAY THROUGH. LIVE ONE DAY AFTER ANOTHER, AND BROTHER, SHARE THE JOINT.

Supositroika

“A troika voltou ontem a defender a flexibilização dos salários para inverter a tendência de subida do desemprego. Numa reunião com os deputados à porta fechada no parlamento (…) justificaram os dados negativos com a ausência de flexibilidade salarial, segundo relatos de alguns deputados na reunião. (…) Um deputado da maioria garante ao i que a troika falou em flexibilização laboral.”

Pergunto-me eu se aquelas figurinhas enfadadas que se deslocam em matilha de corredor em corredor, camuflados pela rígida altivez das suas gravatas cinzentas e casacos pretos, olhar baço e testa lapidar, fazem sequer ideia de onde estão e se alguma vez, num episódico e desagradável acesso de consciência, questionaram as alarvidades que regurgitam. Se das suas pastas sombrias alguma vez saiu um documento que não fosse perverso, inquinador ou arrogante. Pergunto-me se estas eminências pardas experimentaram pôr o pé na rua e falar com o cidadão comum. Ou, dadas as limitações do seu exílio despachante e a aversão a ambientes com luz natural, munir-se de informação pertinente e bem fundamentada sobre a realidade que espezinham com o seu sapatinho de fivela bem polido, amortecido pela total incapacidade de empatia. “We’re just doing our job” poderia ser a resposta funcional a estas considerações, com o toque de lobotomia implícito. Infelizmente, a troika arrota opiniões e pareceres com aroma a bacalhau confitado e Touriga Nacional. E eu pergunto-me se não se encontrará neste triste país um remédio, um antídoto, caramba, um desparasitante que nos livre desta entidade. Se não houver em fórmula, que seja por via de um sólido e vigoroso pau. Começava-se nestes e depois era a eito.

Lido aqui.

A revolta de um copy

Levas um cabeçalho que te parto todo!

Tipografia de Dani Chaparro

Escrita fracturante

Mais uma legenda antológica, pescada da distribuição gratuita, que está taco a taco com o online no aprumo estilístico. A peça falava de doenças raras, mas pouco importa, pois a universalidade deste fragmento arrasa com as exigências da contextualidade.

 

Visto no Destak, 22 de Maio de 2012

O mundo segundo Milton Glaser

 

 

 

 

 

Who is your mortal enemy?  
Rupert Murdoch. He probably is the most powerful single man on earth. If you look at the amount of influence he has in virtually every country, and the internal corruption that is now being revealed in one of those sites — England — and the fact that there doesn't seem to be any constraint of decency, morality, responsibility, anything, that prevents him from doing anything he wants. It seems to me that nothing that appears on most of his outlets are any more than a reflection of his point of view. And I think that is very dangerous for a democratic society. 

What do you think of Donald Trump? 
Well I've met him — I've even done a vodka bottle for him as a matter of fact. I don't know how to think about him. He's an example of the power of the ego. How can anyone be so totally egocentric to not understand that there are others in the universe. It also shows the power of that position: When you don’t think there are others, everything is attainable for you. I just find that the combination of incredible ambition and a lack of modesty can be a terrifying prospect. And if you're in a roomful of people like that, you realize that that's why the world is the way it is. And the other thing is: I can't figure out his hair. From the point of view of someone who is into art and form-making, I can't figure out the structure of it: where it's coming and where it's going. And then I also wonder, what does he think this object on his head achieves? It's just a great mystery.

Excertos de uma entrevista para ler aqui.