Friday, October 28, 2011
在办公室里等学生放学
听着《那些年》的主题曲,手中的滑鼠来回click。
不知不觉做了这张海报。
应该不是finalize的吧... 还没有经过approve 就放上fb :p
引起的不便请见谅。
最近的设计很minimalism风。不是黑白就是fade out... 然后字少少,很多留白的空间。
这跟我boss的喜好很有出入,他喜欢黄橙红的说... (不要跟他讲我酱讲plss...)
不过,I like it this way.
喜欢人事物最简约,纯朴的一面。
留白的空间就让看得人添上自己的颜色,写上自己的心里话...
然后,自然看见自己内心的图画。
本来poster里还有两句话,
“每个旅途都有结束的时候 你是否知道,终点在那里?”
应该是layout的问题,看来看去还没有到“Ahh...就是这样!”的feel...
沉思了一会... (屁啦,还沉思...= = )
把两句话删掉,
写上:
“大家好,我叫凯文。”
忽然会心一笑,
他真的常常这样介绍自己。
看着看着,仿佛看见真的凯文,拿着皮箱,戴 着一顶他从来不会戴的帽子。
阔达又带点傻气的笑容...
跟大家说:
“大家好,我叫凯文。”
Ahh...就是这样。
: )
凯文的故事,12月感动上演。
Monday, October 24, 2011
I am
a very LAST MINUTE person.
some of you reading might say... ABUDEN??
16 pages of content draft + graphic design for Newcomers Welcome Booklet
Christmas production promotion materials (flyers, invitation card, bookmark)
All by 10am later.
I thought... yes I assume I'll have the whole Monday to finish up all these..
but a sudden trip to Ipoh freaked me out... I only have 8 hours left.
I literally begged Aunty Evon to give me one more day...
All I get was a cold message: "They are not working on Wednesday...so...I think quite impossible."
Regretssssss.
So regret for being a last minute person.
This is serious shit.
ok you say it..
"ABUDEN!!!??"
some of you reading might say... ABUDEN??
16 pages of content draft + graphic design for Newcomers Welcome Booklet
Christmas production promotion materials (flyers, invitation card, bookmark)
All by 10am later.
I thought... yes I assume I'll have the whole Monday to finish up all these..
but a sudden trip to Ipoh freaked me out... I only have 8 hours left.
I literally begged Aunty Evon to give me one more day...
All I get was a cold message: "They are not working on Wednesday...so...I think quite impossible."
Regretssssss.
So regret for being a last minute person.
This is serious shit.
ok you say it..
"ABUDEN!!!??"
Saturday, October 22, 2011
it has arrived.
Although some people might avoid talking about you,
but I'll somehow think of u a little,
talk about u a little..
sometimes.
Christmas this year, is all yours.
A story about you and God.
Be with us,
this is your greatest production.
It will be.
A photobook of you.
I'm gonna give it to your mom.
I remember asking you this question in my dreams.
"We know that you are not here with us anymore,
but why somehow I can still feel that you are around?"
I know many of us feel the same way too.
We miss you..
like, a lot.
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