— Isabelle Nicole Ahadzadeh

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January, 2012 Monthly archive

I’ve been reading a lot of manifestos recently as I’m going to be working for the next 12 weeks on creating my own. I’ll be posting some of the ones I love the most. Enjoy!

 

MANIFESTO 1 JASPER MORRISON DESIGNER LONDON

Design, which used to be almost unknown as a profession, has become a major source of pollution. Encouraged by glossy lifestyle magazines and marketing departments, it’s become a competition to make things as noticeable as possible by means of colour, shape and surprise. Its historic and idealistic purpose, to serve industry and the happy consuming masses at the same time, of conceiving things easier to make and better to live with, seems to have been side-tracked. The virus has already infected the everyday environment. The need for businesses to attract attention provides the perfect carrier for the disease.

Design makes things seem special, and who wants normal if they can have special? And that’s the problem.

What has grown naturally and unselfconsciously over the years cannot easily be replaced. Not that old things shouldn’t be replaced or that new things are bad, just that things that are designed to attract attention are usually unsatisfactory. There are better ways to design than putting a big effort into making something look special. Special is generally less useful than normal, and less rewarding in the long term. Special things demand attention for the wrong reasons, interrupting potentially good atmosphere with an awkward presence. Preserve Normal, resist Special!

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I have hundreds of thousands of photos on my hard drive from the last year I’ve had my camera. I’ve had some good times in the last year. However, not many of them include me. I don’t really have a huge problem with that because I don’t need pictures of myself generally, but it’s nice to look back at how I’ve changed physically and remember, from that, how I’ve also changed emotionally.

Anyway, I found this fishing around my hard drive for other photos. I’m pretty sure it was taken by the wonderful Matt Ruggieri in May 2011.

 

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“If only, if only,” the woodpecker sighs:
“The bark on this tree were as soft as the skies.”
While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely,
Crying out to the moon, “If only, if only.”

“If only, if only.” The moon speaks no reply
Reflecting the sun and all that’s gone by.
Be strong, my weary wolf, turn around boldly.
Fly high, my baby bird, my angel, my only.

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Break is coming to an end and I’ve been trying to take in as much air as I can before I head back underwater.

I hope you’ve enjoyed any time you’ve had with your family and friends.

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