The Story of Matrix
Posted by ben on 29 Aug 2007 at 01:01 am | Tagged as: design, essays
Emigre just published the history of the Matrix typeface on their site to hail the release of Matrix II. It’s a story of emerging technologies and their impact on design (exemplifying this quote, also from Emigre), of an iconoclastic designer whose work became iconic, and of the kind of debate that has been raging in the design community for years. It’s also the story of a great font.
There’s a re-creation of her all-white chess set, made with giant garden ornament pieces. Titled “Play It By Trust,” the monochromatic pieces make it almost impossible for the players to determine which piece is whose, unless they agree to trust each other. A smaller version was featured in an exhibit of hers in 1967 at the Indica Gallery in London, when Lennon and Ono first met.
Also featured during that show was her “Conceptual Sales List,” which included her plans for a “Light House.” Yoko said Lennon asked her if she could build one in his garden.
“I told him it was only conceptual; I didn’t know how to build one,” Ono said. “But now 40 years later, we figured out how to do it. I think John would have been so pleased.”
— Dan R. Goddard
Dan R. Goddard’s interview with Yoko Ono will run Oct. 21 in S.A. Life & Culturas.
“Back in 1942 Pasadena police received a letter from San Antonio, Tex. The writer, who signed himself `A Real Soldier,’ asserted that a `black internal (Alien) magic’ religious cult was being conducted from a house at(Alien) 1003 South Orange Grove avenue.”
You work hard every day to make a living and support yourself and/or your family. If you’ve read the HowStuffWorks credit report and credit score articles, then you know how to keep your credit clean so you can enjoy the benefits of all of that hard work. What happens, though, when you find out that someone has used your name to get a credit card and has run up thousands of dollars in charges that you are now going to have to convince the credit card company that you are not responsible for? What if they opened bank accounts in your name, committed crimes using your name, or worse?!
Innocent people are being arrested because someone is committing crimes using their names. Can you prevent this from happening? Can you protect yourself from these white collar criminals? What is law enforcement doing about it?
In this article, we’ll look into the dark world of identity theft to which we can all fall victim. We’ll find out how others can get access to your personal identification information, how you can protect yourself, and what to do if you become a victim.
Nothing to Lose
But when the eye is dark-adapted blue tends to lighten, red to darken.* There are many methods in a picture by which the reversal of the ‘natural’ order of these colours, and the implication that should go with it, can be compensated. none of them figures here, and one need only turn to the right and glance at the Madonna of Bertucci the elder, to see to what extent Verrocchio’s reds and blues, though vivid, are harsh and discordant.
it is what it is. . .
When biographer Donald Spoto published The Dark Side of Genius: The Life of Alfred
Hitchcock in 1983, critic Richard Grenier started his front-page article in the New York
Times Book Review with George Orwell’s observation that in order to be influential, a
writer must be read by people under twenty-five. Hitchcock ultimately fails this test,
Grenier claimed, because ever since the rebellious 1960s, film enthusiasts tend to be
freewheeling ‘paraanarchists’ with little patience for the ‘mechanical…dangers’ and
‘cozy…paranoia’ (Grenier 1983, 32) of Hitch’s rigorously designed movies. These
moviegoers hold ‘the conviction that man is naturally good’, the critic continued, ‘and…is
corrupted only by such artificial institutions as the state’ (ibid., 1). Ipso facto, young people
regularly detect evil in the hearts of politicians and other authority figures, but are loath to
recognize any trace of it in themselves. The malevolence that flourishes and festers among
ordinary, average people in Hitchcock’s world–a world where even a cozy place like Santa
Rosa, California, can ‘go crazy every now and then,’ as Detective Jack Graham memorably
puts it in Shadow of a Doubt (1943)—thus becomes for Grenier’s baby-boomers a
construction as outmoded and irrelevant as, say, the Weltanschauung of Henry Kissinger,
whose favorite movie is the 1960 shocker Psycho (ibid.).