Wednesday, September 24, 2008 | 00:18
few more pictures here
its one of my favorite view. i often stand beside this window… i could see a lake, a canal taking the dumped water of the city to somewhere, a rail line, passing train, hurrying people, running vehicle, burning sun… even the gloomy moon. sometime count the number of compartments of a train, sometime try to realize how a day dissolve into night, sometime try to figure out how many window i could see… its endless. i try to realize how many people live in this city. i don’t know… but i know everyone of them keep an individual world around them. its different from each other. it has joy, sorrow, complexity in it’s own way.
categories: around me | office | thoughts | witness
Sunday, September 14, 2008 | 05:01
For the first time I am working with a newspaper site. So last few days I have been looking into the famous news websites so much and I could even see those in my dreams. the guardian is the best in everyway… it influenced me from the very beginning. It’s amazing how the designer designed it only with the contents… it has a feeling like nothing could be better than this. New York Times is another best one with the conventional newspaper feelings. Independent is a good example of placing ads. Los angelos times is modern with a flavor of conventionality. Washington post is a site with two logos… ha ha ha… they are in real dilemma with the old and new. Bbc is classic, cnn is well designed… and many more…
My client gave a book from their archive ‘the best of newspaper design 27’. It’s a huge world… and I know nothing about it.
categories: my work | sleepless nights | thoughts
Friday, September 05, 2008 | 00:21
It seems Anger, grief, jealousy, regret… these are different dimension of love. These are part of a chain reaction which happens with love. Nothing happens if there is no love. Ha ha ha… I am getting mad. I am thinking lot about this matter for last few days. Do love is a matter of practice? I am not sure but it seems like that. Nobody is so important in life except me. We are so forgetful… as it’s a key point of our survival. Everyday we are adding new things to our memory which making distance with the past. Yesterday is like history… so today’s love could be a history if there is no update tomorrow.
categories: around me | dreaming | love | thoughts