The Daily Report
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Fear and loathing on 9/11
A cheesily animated digital American flag was flying on the Jumbotron overlooking the Bellagio fountains.
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See me speak: WordPress.com Growth Summit
WordPress.com is holding its first virtual conference, I’m speaking there, and you’re invited. The WordPress.com Growth Summit is a two-day live event where you can learn to build and grow your site, “from start to scale.” To make it…
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Covid-19 Progress Report
I’m what they call a long-hauler.
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Watching Adventure Time again
Watching Adventure Time again after not having seen it for a year or two, I’m struck by its raw creative exuberance, broad emotional and tonal range, fearless exploration of psychological and political subject matter, brilliant…
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First, be kind.
Your feedback has the power to encourage another person, or shut them down, possibly forever.
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Never give up
The really good designers stand up to the misfortune of a killed idea.
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Pro Fonts for iPad
Designer fonts for your iPad (and iPad products).
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Smash, Drag, Bang
The upstairs neighbors in my apartment building are having their flat renovated. Cue the daily floor sander (right over my head) and sledgehammer (apparently they have many walls to knock down). It’s loud enough to…
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Adelle Mono & Adelle Mono Flex
Adelle and Adelle Sans have long been two of my favorite fonts—two great tastes that taste even better together! Now there are two more great flavors, with the release of Veronika Burian and José Scaglione’s twin-powered Adelle Mono family.…
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The Web We Lost: Volume One
I don’t miss Flash but I sure miss this level of creativity and experimentation on the web. As today’s “The Web We’ve Lost” exercise for designers, please take a look back at Matt Owens’s historic…
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Day in the Life
The chiming of my iPhone woke me from an afternoon of profound sleep marked by a long, unsettling dream involving basements. I’d taken to bed out of equal parts respect for my own exhaustion and…
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Light Bath
I saw hundreds of performers, widely separated but somehow acting in unison, performing purely for David Byrne’s pleasure—each in their own ecstatic trance.
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It’s a good day.
I WHEEZED like a busted accordion after carrying a bag of empty bottles down the hall to the recycling room in my apartment building—a journey of no more than 20 paces in each direction. I…
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Eight line poem.
May 9. Snowing in New York. Wearing face masks, two men stand on a balcony of the Chinese Mission to the UN, photographing the snowfall with their phones. I try to photograph them and the…