those were the folds

One of my last classes in UB's Publications Design program was Advanced Graphic Design. One of my favorite classes. We took on some fun, creative projects each week. Lots of working with folding and paper cutting. Paper craft on steroids.

I fell for pop up books during that class and very cool folded objects.

Once a week I get these emails from the Fold Factory but the image isn't always enough to make me go watch the video. This one was. I think this is called a Jacob's Ladder (I didn't have audio on). We did one for class and I remember being so excited by my concept but it didn't work out. I went out and bought a Mr. Potatohead and took pics of him in different faces. And so I thought it'd be this Mr. Potatohead of a thousand faces idea, but in a paper fold. It wasn't quite as cool in execution as it was in my head.

Here's a very lovely, professional execution of the same thing. I don't get to do this for work but I can dream. And it's nice to know that maybe that class could be used for the business world someday.

slip a nickel in my pot, joe

I went to the coffee shop around the corner to get an afternoon fix. There was some loud, club music playing. After gazing numbly at the coffee menu I looked at the barrista, who was waiting for the customer in front of me to hand over his cash. She caught my eye and started moving her shoulder to the beat of the music.

Having a silly, caffeine-based relationship with her is great. I'm not a regular at this place, but she remembers me and I her. When I go and she's there, we always have a good laugh. She might be faking it to get a good tip. Maybe she's sized me up as a sucker for being willing to toss a tip for a connection. Fine by me. It works.

The laughter is worth $1 and the experience is genuine.