Sunday, 27 April 2008

Grid System


This is the current grid system which I have devised, not sure that it is really finished

Wayfinder





A few mock-ups of the colour coded system which I've been working on for use instead of page numbers/contents page

Thursday, 17 April 2008

Tuesday, 15 April 2008

Box icons for Matt



Sunday, 13 April 2008

immigration text

The Red Squirrel

“I am a little red squirrel.  I used to like it here in England until the grey squirrels came.  Once they raided my whole acorn stash while we were hibernating.  There are not many of red ones left now.  We have a special cage where the grey squirrels can’t steal our food.  I quite like it her but it’s a shame all my friends starved and only a few of us can saty here.”          I am RED.


Eastern European immigrants 
The new additions to the British workforce - the serge of these European imports – the Poles & their mates.   For the last 6 years my part time job during holidays and weekends has been labouring for a builder.   It’s hard work but ultimately satisfying.  Being in that environment you discover whether or not those typical clichés about the building trade are true.  One of the latest talking points seems to b the insurgence of the polish fellas that make the long trip over across Europe & the channel to work for a better pay.  We use the local merchant yard to Nottingham, a firm called Key. About 2 years ago instead of being greeted by the usual shitty local dialect, it was the broken English of an eastern European.  Nice fella, always friendly and a lot more use than some of the dead head tossers that didn’t seem to give a shit. Unfortunately the productive , friendly foreigner wasn’t very popular down on the yard because the rumours of him working for a fraction of the price.  This obviously scared the wits out of the local lads because of the way I saw it was either they pull their fingers out of their arses and became useful for a change or b replaced by an enthusiastic hard working foreigner. Half the price, twice the quality of job.  The irony of it is that instead of finding motivation in the introduction of a competitive edge. They did the total opposite and stood around having a natter about it. 


Getting Out

I want to leave the UK as soon as possible. My future lies elsewhere.   I’m tired of the same old scenery, the buildings, the cars, even the people. People come for a ‘better’ life, promised riches and comfortable living conditions. Is Britain that great? I’ve lived heer all my life and dream of pastures new , am I that different to them?  New York, Barcelona, Marseille, Berlin, Paris, Madrid, Los Angeles, Munich anywhere but here.  These place have what I call culture, whereas the culture where I live now is base around reality TV and microwave dinners, manufactured pop music and constantly working to make our lives better, while those who don’t work take the tax money of those who do.  Do the hard working people who come to our great Britain know this before thy come.  Will I find out that my future destinations, economy, communities and culture are just as tainted as that of my motherland?  If so will I come back with a new found respect for this country and it’s little foibles?  Will Britain ever be great in my eyes?

 

Island hopping to birds migration patterns...

Having lived abroad for a large part of my life - wanting home comforts around me - importing what we know. Is this right or should we embrace the unknown.  Or is it a natural genetic need to move about and explore.  Every single one of us are migrators, constantly moving around - whether it be leaving the house in the morning or moving to the other side of the world. Things people, places are constantly coming and going in our lives, all having an effect on us, swapping who we are as individuals. how different would life be if we all stayed where we were born and had all the same -friends/associates through life. Who would we be then? I have lived in Hong Kong - I have travelled the world and I believe the importing and exporting of family/friends/experiences and places who I am today. 

Migration, Importing/Exporting ones self is natural - so should be embraced!


Grass is greener?

Why do we have such a strong desire to leave the country, when so many other nationalities want to live in our country?   Why do we grow so restless about leaving the country? Jet off half way round the world to escape our lives for two weeks every summer.  Brits are so obsessed with escapism we forget to enjoy our own land, own traditions, luxuries, landmarks,  natural resources. 

Ever dreaming of a better life abroad - better weather, food, quality of life. 

 


INDUSTRY TEXTS

INDUSTRY

My land is bleak now we have been banned from the sea. The once great trawlers so courageous and brave now lay in a barren dockyard left to decay. This decay is apparent far and wide as the structure of my town witters inside.
Like a once intrepid fisherman who is now washed up and drunk. This town now struggle stand as it staggers into the night. The import of fish was what made this town grand now it only trades in drugs and violence as poverty and unemployment rear their ugly face.
The seas are bleak if you live on the land. Poverty is rife and the dole is as high as the fish bans have affected my land. The Icelandic trawlers have extended their boundaries forcing the once great Grimsby trawlers to an early retirement. Left to decay in a once booming dockland. This once great town has been left baron and bare due to the laws in Europe which affect the littlest thing.
The once brave and courageous fishermen in which travel the great seas are bound to the social. The ban on fish mean we now deal in cars with the once great docklands being flattened for car parks. With only the privileged drivers now skippering the docks, with its true inhabitants banished its surrounding council estates.

James Willis



INDUSTRY

Import/ Export of materials i.e. Recycling
I find the process of re-inventing/re-using something fascinating. The re-birth of a product that formerly served another purpose goes through a huge transformation. And might even take this transformation over a long time period. Including how many people are involved in this process, the techniques, where the transformation takes place. If this transformation takes place in one destination and then moves to the next. And what is the re-invention? Has this product gone from something with no importance. To a material or product which people/ consumers highly value? Does this transformation take place locally or is this ‘exported’ also? How economical is this process (recycling)? Is it worth all the trouble to reinvent something, rather than letting it be? Why doesn’t a new product take its form from a new material? In an organic form rather than from a pre born substance? Dows this new product still have the integral properties it would have. If it wasn’t produced from a recyclable source. For example, the recycling of paper. As recycled paper does not appear or feel the same as standardized, mass produced paper.

Nick Evans

Saturday, 12 April 2008

Hi everyone, hope you're having a good weekend. I'm still missing some of the copy that I need to edit for Monday, so could you please post it on here asap.....
-Red Squirrel story
-Aiden's shipping containers story
-Greig's spider story
-All food stories- International foods/seasonal foods/pizza/recipe/cerial
-Ben's English Pint story
-Import of Flowers story
-Rob Green's Getting Out story
-Nick's Grass is Greener story
-Ellie's Migration story

I intend to edit these tonight so the sooner the better thankyooooou! Sarah x