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venerdì 27 maggio 2011

Marina's Sketchbook

We're always interested in other people's projects.
It's almost an obsession, it's all about "who did what, how interesting, is it relevant or not". It's that feeling of respect/envy for those who are capable of something dazzling, whether they are or are not "competitors". We sensed that strongly in Four Lines, so we decided to accept those feelings and make it a healthy habit. Online we can find tons of interesting material, but it seems to be impossible to know something about the person behind the work, as if it was a picture with no credits. The undergrowth of creatives who feed this infinity of links is what we're looking foward to know, little by little. 

So we asked Marina to send us her drawings, answer questions, write her to-do list.



Thesselle: Where did you study?
Marina: I graduated in Communication's Design from Politecnico di Milano, with a european exchange in France that has been kind of a turnover in terms of life changing experience. After graduating I got into a type design course and that's what I would like to do for now.

T: What is your occupation at the moment?
M: I'm working in a graphic design studio in Milan. I do a little bit of everything, the most interesting thing is probably tha packaging.



T: What do you usually drink?
M: analcoholic, water and coffee. Alcoholic, I passionately go for white wine and vodkalemon.

T: Did you have a trauma?
M: I don't think so. I can't stand the blood view, but i don't know if is it based n a trauma.



T: What is it your addiction?
M: If you mean that as a drug, it's the opinion (and approval) of those who I care about.

more and italian after the jump

giovedì 19 maggio 2011

Runaway


we want run away in late night, without being discovered



The one thing you can't get out of severe parents: the opportunity to 
sneak out at night. 
There is no thrill, you're just going to say "coming back late tonight" while rushing out of the front door. Curfew would be avoided by the tutor's deep sleep and the ability to shamelessly lie the morning after. What would have been interesting to do is pretend to go to sleep, wait until the last light is out and then theatrically sidle down the window or just sneak out the front door, towards the night. 
The unknown night, that something out of the ordinary, boring every day life, the never ending routine that keeps you trapped in anxiety, in week plans, in a severe parental control. To have a time to be the person you're not during the day, a space far from those eyes you can't disappoint, feel the adrenaline in your blood just imagining your father waking up and for no apparent reason checking if you're sleeping. 
When your parents treat you as an adult since you become a teenager it ends up there's no need for that to happen. You don't have rules to break, so you don't really get feel like putting up a riot, because you might have nothing to stand against.



In italian and more photo after the jump

mercoledì 6 aprile 2011

project

Being young equals being bored.
It's algebraic.


You don't ever have enough money or drive or fucus to actually do anything in the long list of "stuff you wanna do".
I't in between the twelve and the thirty-something years old, and after that you realize those which should have been your best years just passed by, without any attempt to draw a line on whatever on that damn list.


T H E   L I S T   O F   S T U F F   T O   D O


- Like, food fight.
- Like, mad trips toward no clear destination.
- Like,  bungee jumping.


we chose to draw a line on:
- pass more time in front of the computer (cause it just wasn't enough)


and also:
- stop judging if you can't prove all your being like "I would have done it a lot better"


and actually show the world that maybe it's not all that better, but at least it's interesting.


Or, we hope so.


in italian after the jump.