In Kuala Lumpur visiting my sister for the next two weeks.
On our first full day here Ror took us to the Batu Caves.
I saw my first monkey in real life and also my first monkey attack. I am officially afraid of them. They are pests.
We ate the best Indian food I have ever had made by Shaneet, a good friend of Rorey and Cody. He owns a restaurant here. He said it was made with love and our bellies were full with love.
We watched the world cup at a local bar. At night!
It was refreshing that the US game started at 10pm instead of 7am.
I am an unapologetic hater of resort lines. Always have been.
I remember studying them in college and thinking they were bougie and awkward.
The colors and cuts are often absurd. Silhouettes unlike anything you would ever normally wear. Resort lines were like a bad homage to gilligan's island.
Ms. McCartney has me rethinking everything I know about resort with her 2011 collection.
I feel like all I am doing these days are work related things so this is appropriate.
Most of my clients are private practice alternative healthcare providers. Chiropractors, Acupuncturists, Naturopaths, Yogis, LMT's etc.
I have three logos in process of people that want scientific drawings of plants. I am trying to talk two out of it seeing as it is hugely trendy. On the other hand it is also highly applicable to their fields of practice.
Tough call.
I think the end result is going to be me finding three entirely different spins on clients that want the exact same thing.
I have been taking breaks heading down to Powells for research. Last night on one of these trips I found this delightful little book from 1902.
It will be my source of inspiration for the next 6 weeks of logo and web work.
Speak to me little book!
It already provided me with one epiphany moment last night.
Spent three days drying out in Death Valley for the weekend.
It was an amazing time.
The weather was beautiful. Sunny skies and temperatures hovering around 100 degrees.
I walked through canyons and salt flats, drove on rough roads to see ghost towns and sailing stones, camped under the full moon and stars, saw some of the most vibrant desert wildflowers, ran into a few kit foxes and lizards and drank more water then I knew I was capable of.
It was perfect.
I only wish I brought more oranges to eat. I craved them the entire time I was there.
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