The Cheese MonkeysChip Kidd2008
This book was hilarious. A great introduction to graphic design in one of the least-expected ways possible.
Here is a collection of quotes from the book that I enjoyed. Most are from Winter Sorbeck (not surprising, if you've read the book).
- Page 107: "A bazillion years ago, some poor son-of-a-bitch Cro-Magnon scratched a drawing of a buffalo onto the wall of his cave. He didn't do it because his muse had called to him, or to explore the texture of bauxite, or to start the neoprimitive-expressionist movement. He did it because he killed a goddamn buffalo and he wanted someone else to know about it, after he was gone. He had a specific, definable purpose for making a piece of visual information."
- Page 138: "Okay, kiddies, I've run out of steam. Everyone else, you all get Cs. Nobody gives a shit about grades anyway. If you don't believe me, wait till you're forty and the only grade you'll care about is the angle of your driveway."
- Page 141: "He's. It's. Interesting, isn't it?"
"So was Hiroshima. At a distance."
- Pages 143-44:
"David. David David."
"Let me guess, your parents were twins."
"No. I've released myself from the tyranny of a bourgeois societal abattoir that brands its cow-like subjects with meaningless labels in order to more efficiently herd them."
"No, you've forsaken your family's good name in a sadly misguided exchange for a false identity even more dull and conformist than the one you think you're escaping. At some point you will grow up, and the very notion of it will make you wince in your sleep."
- Page 192: "After age twenty-five, you're not a victim anymore - you're a volunteer."
- Page 'i' (deleted scene), describing a resident of a nursing home: "It was a skeleton, wrapped in translucent skin through which a road map of veins worked its way in all directions. Its jaw lay slack, no longer able to contain the tongue. A pale pink mum as big as a softball burdened the left lapel of its robe and threatened to pull it off altogether - an image I refused to let myself conjure. My God, I thought, she used to be someone."