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Close up of the isometric illustration I did for my haiku "The mighty Vindhya" see my previous post for the haiku 😆😅 #haiku #mountain #madhyapradesh #vindhya #poem #poetsofinstagram #poet #illustration #isometric #typography #nature #human #beauty #art #peak #hill #range #tree #vindhyachal #india #poetsofindia #agastya #centralindia #artistmichi
I wrote this haiku few months ago and now finally did an illustration supporting it 😅 the haiku is about the Vindhya mountain range.. #haiku #mountain #madhyapradesh #vindhya #poem #poetsofinstagram #poet #illustration #isometric #typography #nature #human #beauty #art #peak #hill #range #tree #vindhyachal #india #poetsofindia #agastya #centralindia #artistmichi
Hello everyone. This is my new picture. I decided to draw a portrait. Have a nice day everyone.
Graffiti Zines of the 1990s. New Exhibition “Subscription to Mischief”, Letterform Archive.
In the Mind of Siggi Eggertsson
Iceland
Iceland Detail
Stamp Mural Reykjavik
Iceland
"The Master" Little White Lies Magazine
Control
100 Pieces of Havana
Iceland Detail
Berlin
Brummel Eco Issue
Brock
Brock Close up
Peter & The Wolf
Some Type of Wonderful Poster
Iceland
Icelandic Illustrator, Graphic Designer, Typographer & Artist Siggi Eggerssson's work makes me smile, not only is he extremely talented, but his work is fun and imaginative. Love his repetitive geometry but softened with rounded shape, you could think that his work was vintage in some aspects but yet the colours are so vibrant and modern that makes it all come together to such a great effect.
One to watch xo
siggieggertsson.com
this continues to be one of my favorite things I’ve ever made
I am Hanaa, a resident of Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I am 38 years old. I live with my eight children and my husband in the Gaza Strip. Before the war on Gaza began, I was living a happy life with my children and my husband. We had a monthly income that was sufficient to meet our needs and fulfill our requests. When the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, we lived as homeless people after our entire house was bombed at the beginning of the war. We were displaced to countless areas since the first day of the war. After more than 200 days of the war, one of my sons was martyred and two others were injured while trying to find us food to satisfy our hunger. I became fully responsible for him after my eldest son was martyred and the other two were seriously injured. My children, my husband and I live in displacement camps. We have no other shelter. For the sake of God, help me feed my children and build a home for us. Donate to me, even if it is a little, because I need your help.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/hanaa-family
💔 Trapped in Pain… A Mother’s Plea 💔
I am Kholoud Al-Hanawi From Gaza 🇵🇸, the wife of Dr. Ahmad, a surgeon who risked his life in the war to save others. But today, he stands helpless—unable to save his own children. Our home is gone, reduced to rubble, and now we live in a tattered tent, barely shielding us from the burning sun and freezing nights. We have lost everything… but the worst pain is watching our children suffer.
Our precious babies, Yazan (9 years old) and Zeina (2 years old), are battling a cruel disease—Plaque Ichthyosis Psoriasis 🩸. Their delicate skin cracks, bleeds, and burns every single day. Every movement is agony. Every night is filled with their cries of pain. No child should suffer like this.
Tonight, Yazan looked at me with tear-filled eyes and whispered:
“Mama… will I be like this forever?” 😢
I swallowed my pain and forced a smile. How do I tell him that the medicine he desperately needs is beyond our reach? $500 every 3 days—that’s what it costs to ease their pain. But how can we afford it when we barely have food to survive?
Then came his next question… the one that shattered me completely:
“Mama… will I die if we don’t get the medicine?” 💔
No mother should ever have to hear these words from her child. No child should have to live in constant agony, wondering if they will survive. I am begging… if you hear me, if you feel our pain, please help us before it’s too late. 🙏💔
Your donation means life to us 🥹🙏
Donation Link
This has been an idea I’ve been meaning to implement for a while...and by a while, I mean a few years now. For a while, I didn’t have the emotional fortitude to think about it, let alone sitting down and actually making it.
I still don’t think that this does a whole lot of justice regarding the sheer devastation I feel towards gun violence at this point in my life, but at least I finally gathered the guts to make this today. In a sense, I’d like to think that I’m not as plagued with the idea as I was now that I’ve let this come into existence.
Oh, by the way — I did listen to Childish Gambino’s This Is America while working on this.
I’m normally not one to make personal works, but I felt like drawing a personal thing after listening to The Man by The Killers—with a dash of Oh No! by Marina and the Diamonds.
Enjoy the weird vaporwave gender themed drawing.
I’m almost done with the coloring for the main character of the webcomic I wanna work on (specifically, how he appears on the intro “cover” page)—but then I realized that I was using the exact same colors as the Jazz Dixie Cup for some components of rendering, and then I kinda devolved this into something that would fit in a bad vaporwave YouTube video.
Ｅ Ｎ Ｊ Ｏ Ｙ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ Ｂ Ａ Ｄ Ａ Ｅ Ｓ Ｔ Ｈ Ｅ Ｔ Ｉ Ｃ.
Ｍ Ｙ Ｔ Ｒ Ａ Ｓ Ｈ Ｃ Ｈ Ｉ Ｌ Ｄ Ｄ Ｅ Ｓ Ｅ Ｒ Ｖ Ｅ Ｓ Ｉ Ｔ．
For real though, this made me happy. I enjoy making jokey stuff with my own work sometimes. It relieves stress.
While fretting over what the bloody hell I’m doing for a freelance client I have on hand (because it’s teetering into Clients from Hell territory), I decided to go ahead and make this thing after working on a few tweaks to Truffle’s Instagram photos (because glowy eyes are not cool.)
I’ve been obsessed with Somebody That I Used To Know remixes. Particularly, I’ve been hooked on this 80s remix and the Tiesto remix.
I decided to go ahead and make a retro typgraphic thing for myself as a result.
The Instagram version of this is so much better, btw. Here is this thing in its non-pixelated glory.
I finally made a motion graphics version of my thing. It’s alive! It’s also terribly compressed, but eh. I can still say I did a thing in After Effects!
This was a pain to make, though. Predominantly because of file sizes. However, feel free to use it for whenever you’re in an internet argument (although you are automatically losing by virtue of the fact that you are in an internet argument. Never forget that.)
Forgive me, but I’m slipping into my old habit of listening to a bunch of hard rock, emo music, etc—and just rolling along with it for the sake of design. Any maybe to test some AfterEffects skills, if I can get my main computer to cooperate with me. (And I’m worried I can’t.)
Anyway, I’ll admit that one of the handful of genres I listened to A LOT growing up was hard rock...and there are times where I’ll sporadically recall lyrics from various songs, and go “Huh. Why can I remember THAT off of the top of my head?” Sometimes it’ll be relatable, and sometimes not.
Anyway, have some Three Days Grace related typography. Go listen to the song. Go enjoy yourself. Resist any urges to go scream at exes. Resist any urges to go punch your exes. Forget about the blood on your hands. Rinse your hands and repeat.
I’m more or less satisfied with this, but this ultimately demonstrated a huge problem in graphic design. Specifically, when you find a really good font, but you have to either pay money or contact someone to use it for commercial use.
I say this because the left one is completely freeware fonts (Milkshake + Ostrich Sans), but the right one uses Blacksword, which is only free for personal use. I COULD do my own handlettering, but that’s time consuming on my end, and I want to turn this into a card ASAP...so in terms of my time, that’s not an option.
I’m kinda sad that I can’t commercially use the right one at this time. At least I have a cute corgi in a bowtie staring at me to reassure me that it’s all gonna be ok.
(And for the record, I am aware that you cannot actually give alcohol to doggos. Truffles had no wine, and the wine is only there as a photoshoot prop. My roommate drank the wine later. Truffles got to have a couple of crackers, though.)
This should be the absolute last thing I should probably have finished for today...because ain’t poster design fun?
(Also, I used a mock-up from over here, for full disclosure.)
...I think the lesson of today is “Anger spurs me to make a lot of angry typography...and regular typography in general.”
I’ve kind of been on a roll today. I’m extremely upset today because of personal reasons, but I’ve been on a roll in terms of making things.
I’m normally not one to use YELLOW for anything ever, but I felt like it today. Eh.