Well someone sent it to me. And I enjoyed it. And someone told me it's for the drink he puts on his head.
But what is the drink?
It's beautifully executed. Message boards are on fire with comments about how real it is. Some claim to have seen it go out live. Obviously that's bollocks. But then maybe it's only meant for an audience that would recognise that drink.
IMO Graphic design rarely makes it into the public realm. Designers pour over it endlessly (for a good illustration - and a good read - check out ben terrett's excellent blog), but it can seem a little, well, proscriptive. So it's probably just as well they don't want us to have opinions. Arguably, if they're doing their job well, us design proles shouldn't even think about it. Good design should wash over us like a cool Reithian sea on a balmy moral day. Or so the saying goes.
Well I'm not so sure. I'll put my hand up to an unhealthy, un-designer interest in graphic design, but it's not (specifically) my job. That's what we pay designers for. But I did notice, and continue to notice Matt Dent's new coins.
I noticed quite so much that by the close of 2008, I had already collected all six shiny coins to arrange on an as yet undesignated bit of card.
A twenty-something designer somewhere in the UK, Matt has catapulted himself onto the well presented roof of graphic design by winning the Royal Mint's competition to design the new coins.
I love them. Beautifully simple, and above all engaging. I guess we'd now say 'interactive.' I bet people all over the UK will be sitting at cafe tables, pub bars, waiting for friends, lovers or fellow adulterers, and will - just for a moment - lose themselves in Britain's currency in a way never before known. If we ever join the single currency, it should only be with the proviso that Matt gets to design a new set of coins.
And it's not just me. Matt's just been handed the coveted yellow pencil, and even more coveted most-adpeople-would-murder-their-grannie-for (they're just like that) black pencil by D&AD. (thanks for the picture btw)
So Matt, for making design real and for all of us, well done.
Ended up at bug last night on the South Bank. Host is radio's Adam Buxton. Funny man. Shambolic, but funny. The form is a run through of recent music videos (sometimes ads and short films, but not last night) picked for interesting direction. Adam bumbles through the name of the directors and maybe trawls through Youtube comments - which is good, because no sane person would have the time or inclination to read all 659 comments left by middle aged agraphobics with unusually strong right arms, and so no sane person is normally exposed to the comedy gold woven within.
Anyway, here's some of the best stuff from last night
Matt and Kim - Lessons Learned
(dir Taylor Cohen and Otto Arsenault)
really enjoyed this. Looked like one take. A bit of trickery at the end. Like much of the stuff we saw last night, reminded me that shooting at 35fps or something similar gives a really beautiful quality to to otherwise ordinary environments.
North of Ping Pong - What Goes Up
(dir Adam Smith)
Part of the Q&A with Adam Smith. Smith kicked off doing visuals for the chemical brothers, worked on most of Mike Skinner's vids, was picked up by the Skins lot at C4 and directed Little Dorritt. The interview wasn't very revealing ("I don't really do anything. I just work with great performers. that's it"). Buxton did warn us he was a rubbish interviewer. He actually said he was the worst interviewer in the world. I think that was a bit harsh. Just a bit. They also showed the new Dust video with Jamie Winstone and Alfie Allen. Not a patch on this though - just strapping a camera to jamie winstone (a la Lock Stock when Nick Moran loses his poker game) and letting her out in late night soho.
St Vincent - Actor Out of Work,
In the pantheon of simple but great ideas. Shouldn't keep you going for two and a half mins, but it does.
We sat next to miranda sawyer. She wasn't as gobby in the flesh, even when I trod on her friends coat. But I could tell she was angry inside.
What a nice man Dan Germain is. Not only the creative mother board behind Innocent Drinks, but a country gent of veg growing repute, and sometime chin strap wearer.
(pic nicked from his blog and blown up a bit too much.)
He's been great to me over the last couple of years, and even bought me breakfast once. And it goes on. He gave me a heads up on his blog last week. As a result, for a few sweet days, I stopped phoning friends to promote this blog.
The Swedes. They know how to do stuff. If you have an airport and it's cold enough, make an ice sign. People will notice, take pictures, and feel better about themselves.
I'm here on a Discovery shoot. We're filming behind the scenes for Industrial Junkie - a new show ready to launch sometime this year. It's a programme recorded at breakneck speed by some nice people working with North One television and hosted by the exceptionally dry humoured Jonny Smith. Nice guy. Likes cars. Likes cars a lot.
You're right, it is a small crew, but their turnaround is quick, so it pays to be a small unit. That helps us as well. We're only two (I'm working with director/cameraman/international Derbyshire playboy Carney Turner), which means we can bounce around without hassling them too much. Day one went well. Loads of good chat for us from Jonny, and some great camera stuff from Carney. Should be some magic short form for the Disco boys.
It's all taking place just outside of Pitea, a small town tantalisingly close to the arctic circle. It's a slightly creepy place. Not many people around. Big factories flank the city belching their white smoke into the clear northern air. The light here can be pretty special. Even the view from the hotel corridor is worth a pause.
The Thai restaurant isn't bad. You shouldn't have problem finding a table. Be careful of any film crews in the corner though. Unless you need to know how filthy Vegas is. Or about Jonny Chrysalis. Or how easy it is to shit out of a moving helicopter. Which - face it - is probably worth knowing.
Courtesy of hammersmith and fulham news who ran a competition to win this old tube sign from the Hammersmith and City line station. It's now called Shepherd's Bush Market, so the old signs were sent to the transport museum. Except this one. The only down side is appearing behind it in gameshow pose for the local press. ('smile dan. you look like someone's stolen your dog')
I've spent a good few years in the Bush. Had some wicked times. Met the wife. So to preserve it in sign form seems a fitting way to end my time here.