It’s just dawned on me that what I’m doing is ok. The way I do stuff is ok too.
I’ve just been designing the layout of a poster. The idea was that I would give my piece of paper to someone else to make it better… to use photoshop, digital media,proper fonts. In this way it would suddenly become a PROPER poster.
But you know what? It IS a proper poster! It’s a bit wonky, some of the lines wiggle. But you know what else? I like it! It’s very “Me”! The ink line drawings intended to hold the place until real photos arrived are OK! my handwriting is legible, that’s ok too. I don’t need Tahoma or Arial… I eschew Avant Garde! So sorry Mr D. Signer and Mrs P. Shop, I’m going to scan it in just as it is.
This might be a woman thing? (Some) women don’t have the certainty that (some) men do. I’m not saying this is good or bad, just different. Each has its place.
I’m still not sure whether this scratchy inky poster will be the one used, but I’m not going to apologise for it. It is what it is and it’s good.
In the words of Homer Simpson “I never apologise! I’m sorry, but that’s the kind of man I am!”
(Fed up with quoting Baudrillard, returning to the Simpson’s – Homer has a quote for EVERY occasion)
