Tuesday, December 21, 2004


Christmas party tonight. Tons of hilarious stuff all day, including yet another brilliant comment on iChat from my friend Matt. And some amazing design work. Next couple of days, promise!

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

Random sketches on my notes - 2

A simian discourse about the nature of mischief.

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Random sketches on my notes

Friday, December 03, 2004

On Artifical Intelligence

Thursday, December 02, 2004

Type Geeks in the HOUSE

Desktops for you type geeks out there.

1024 pixels wide

1152 pixels wide

1280 pixels wide

Correspondence 3

Dear Apple,

All is forgiven. Let's never fight again.



Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Correspondence 2

Dear Apple,

You lied. You bastard.



Tuesday, November 30, 2004


Dear Apple,

You said that the iTunes Music Store would open in Canada sometime in November. You've got 45 minutes.



Monday, November 29, 2004

20% off Christmas

I put together an illustration in about 20 minutes today. Although it has a significant lack of monkeys, it's still sort of fun. Really puts you in the Christmas spirit.

Friday, November 26, 2004

Pornorific! Sexlicious! Porntastic!

Those are just some of the words coined to describe the invitation for this weekend's festivites. So if you feel like having fun this weekend, drop by, say hi to my Evil Twin, and come dance the night away.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

bashy bashy

I don't care if I have a 22" cinema display and a dual processor G5. Sometimes computers frustrate the hell out of me.

That's a poorly drawn cinema display, by the way.

Monday, November 22, 2004

+1337 Damage!

Having done some research into the aesthetic of Magic: The Gathering cards, I can safely say that I never ever want to become part of that particular subculture as the sheer visual atrocities committed would cause me to bleed from the eyes.

Friday, November 19, 2004

Coming up next...

My friend Matt and I were debating an interface decision, and finally decided that instead of a pulldown menu with a ridiculous number of items, users will just have to copy and paste certain things. The conversation alludes to what you'll be seeing in a couple of days...

augh. Augh. Augh! AUGH!

Why isn't work done yet? Isn't it Friday? GAH!

I particularly like the monkey on the far left who's shocked (denoted by the exclamation mark above his head) by the madness.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

You Talkin' to Me?

Was using a Sharpie on laser-printer paper this morning which explains the contrast, but don't really know where the image came from.

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

On the Nuances of Retail Campaigns


Astonished, all the monkey could do was point in disbelief.

Friday, November 12, 2004

Vegas Type

Some hand-rendered type for you kids. I'm no John Downer though.

Sunday, November 07, 2004

Concerted Apologies

I have an excuse. I've been exceptionally busy. So busy, in fact, that the monkeys haven't really been appearing on the pages of my sketchbook. So busy, that I haven't done any cool, personal design work. What have I been doing?

1) working long hours
2) going to very chi-chi awards ceremonies with the crew from Oxygen
3) post-ceremony drinking and eating with afore-mentioned crew
4) painting
5) installing electrical
6) spending $837.56 at IKEA
7) creating a rather ingenious suspension system to partition off Hannah's bedroom into a studio
8) painting
9) cleaning
10) transforming my bland, sloppily-painted beige bathroom into a luscious chocolate-brown and white designer's pleasure
11) installing fixtures into afore-mentionted bathroom
12) hanging freshly-painted cabinets
13) building IKEA furniture (bookcase and CD rack done, tomorrow my new bed)
14) finally getting my life together

And there you have it folks. I'll even be able to take photos of my apartment on Wednesday, when it's all done.

But just to reassure you, there will be monkeys soon. And, having been prompted by Hannah, will be filming more Dalek stop-motion movies soon. So you can all relax, because I know you were worried there.

Thursday, October 28, 2004


I've been meaning to update for a long time, really. I even sat down last night and started typing, but an interruption by the telephone ruined it all. And I had such plans! Custom lettering, the new iPods, the exclusive iPods, the opening of the iTunes Music Store in Canada, the monkey I drew yesterday, the monkey I drew today, etc.

But instead, you get this: a post which is really more of an interstitial. Expect more soon. In fact, expect photos of my freshly-painted apartment soon!

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Now? Not yet? Still?

These days, I feel as though I still haven't "grown up". Today at work felt like muddling through a particularly difficult class, where the prof isn't quite into your work, and you're trying but it's just not working. I don't have the answers to questions I really thought I should know by now, and I find myself waiting for "real life" to start.

In other news, one of the projects (one which really brought us together in a beautiful display of teamwork and syngergy) that I did with Hannah and Matt at the studio in Edmonton has suddenly become famous on the internet. No, seriously!

Yahoo! picked us for their "Site of the Day" on the 18th, and the hits have been rolling in. We're getting linked all over the place, including this incredibly flattering review here. And then, Matt cried tears of joy as a porn blog put us right above a photo of two lesbians making out.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004


Tuesday, October 05, 2004

oh man...

Monday, October 04, 2004


Not sure why these monkeys are so scribbly and in varying angles. Maybe because it's Monday. I'm too hungry, so I'll let you make that particular connection.

Thursday, September 30, 2004


Thursday, September 23, 2004

noir 2

Wednesday, September 22, 2004


In a surprising turn, this monkey has a gun. I think there might be some film noir monkeys soon.

Friday, September 17, 2004

(blank) of DOOM!

I have this tendency to throw "...of DOOM!" onto even the most innocuous of sentences. Take a normal office conversation, for instance:
Boss: "We've got to move the water cooler."
Me: "The water cooler? Of DOOM??"

So, it's inevitable that this monkey appeared this morning:


Since my arrival in the city, there had been a sense of impermanence surrounding me. Temporary apartment, temporary contract jobs, temporary moments, almost as if I had been waiting for life to start.

And now, I find myself settling into routine, biking to work, making friends, and enjoying life. It's nice.

But then, on Tuesday night, I heard an incredibly talented jazz singer perform two of my favourite jazz standards*, and I felt myself become temporary once more. My apartment has yet to right itself after my recent move, and a lack of groceries doesn't help.

*Gee Baby, Ain't I Good to You, and Why Don't You Do Right? And not to worrry folks, the monkeys will be back soon.

Monday, September 13, 2004

More Logos

Like I said, I've been working on a logo recently. Despite some excellent solutions, it looks as though I'll be going through one more round of concepts. Concepts which "fuse these elements together".

Hee hee hee. Jüz is funny (and a reference to Invader Zim).

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Ah, the Days of Pulps

While developing a logo and visual identity for a research group, my visual meanderings took me to a solution that was far from presentable. If only the days of pulp fiction were still around: I can see the story unfold, as the hero twarts the evil scheme. The evil mastermind turns upon him, furious and screams, in an inhuman screech: "You'll pay for your foolishness!!! PAY WITH YOUR LIFE!! MEET … MY INFINITY BEAM!!!!!!"

PS. Sorry about the lack of updates, my five readers. I moved across the city and only just got internet yesterday night.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

And Finally

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Still More

Apparently, I also work there. ;)

Monday, August 30, 2004

From Oxygen …

 … comes this Monkey. Various incarnations of him, along with some other friends, appear on my day's sketches. I'm moving across the city on the first, but expect more daily.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004


Last night, I fulfilled one of my life's goals: to see B.B. King live in concert.

At 78 years old, he played the concert sitting down, but did in no way disappoint. A quick wit, great stage personality and fantastic sense of humour made for an amazing concert. Said Hannah: "I like how his eyes are sparkly."

Thursday, August 19, 2004

Life with Oxygen

A tour of Oxygen Design + Communications – I'm so very happy to be there. When I first got the tour, I was a little stunned.

The entrance

My desk with cinema display!

The view from my chair

The lunch area and couches


Illy cups and an espresso machine 

Reception desk with bubbles!

Courtyard view


The exterior of 401 Richmond St. W.

Now with CN tower!

Monday, August 16, 2004


Saturday, August 14, 2004

First Week

I normally judge my readership by the comments, a rather large oversight according to my conversation with Tricky Pup. As such, expect some worthwhile updates soon. Promise.

In my defense though, I thought I was going to have a nice normal life, 9 to 5, with time for the gym and a nice dinner. Instead, it's been 9 to 6:30 (closer to 7) non stop and then out until the wee hours. Bed at 1 or even 2, up at 7, out the door at 8, and repeat.

To be fair, it hasn't just been studio madness. Tram's in town so my evenings have been filled with what can only be some of Toronto's most fairly priced and most delicious food and wine. Gelato in Old Italy, steak and lobster on Yonge, and more delights await today.

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

The Adventures of a GAINFULLY Employed Designer!

I got the job! Tomorrow morning, at 9 am sharp, I'm the new employee of Oxygen Design + Communications!

I did not just order two Daleks. Really. One is not the exclusive one I've been talking about.. The other one is not his counterpart. I will not be making short stop-motion films of my current pair fighting the new pair, when they don't arrive in the mail.


Wake up, Rhianna Bryn. The world is waiting for you to open your eyes, and I can't wait to meet my niece. Congratulations to my sister Lesley and her husband, Peter!

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

A Bit of Good News

Woot! Yes, woot.

Good things happen in threes apparently. New apartment is one, the above is two (I guess?). Let's hope that job is next.

The Continuing Adventures of an Unemployed Designer

Have an interview tomorrow morning with an award-winning studio I really want to work for.

Just had my portfolio reviewed by Hannah. So many tiny little mistakes!

I need this one folks. Wish me luck.

Thursday, July 29, 2004

ESC: Live

My friend Matt and I just put the finishing touches on a site for one of the most respected Canadian academic journals in English Studies. We got to do some pretty cool stuff, including some hot, sustainable, Flash slideshow-action which draws from an XML file (code courtesy of Todd Dominey of What Do I Know).

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

U of A: Recognize!

The University of Alberta just published this article about some of the work I've been doing for the past two years. Specifically, Scrawl, a digital collection of graffiti from around the world.

Go check it out kids, because some of those quotes have been slightly mashed, and they make me sound pretty dumb. I mean funny. I mean smart. They make me sound smart.

Monday, July 26, 2004

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Despite the fact that I've had new hair for some time, I hadn't actually drawn an updated monkey until recently. As my friend Matt put it: "Dude! It's like Brown-Elvis."

Tuesday, July 20, 2004


See that little explosion? The Zot one? Yeah, that's the elusive job that every time I get close, a Dalek exterminates it.

Self employment/unemployment is killing me folks.

Friday, July 16, 2004


Back in Toronto after a rather sleepless ten days in Edmonton. Back to find that the renovations which were supposed to happen while I was away did not happen at all. Back to find that some BASTARD jerkwad stole my Brie out of my fridge.

I have my suspects. They will pay.

The Havarti was untouched.

Tuesday, June 29, 2004


It's been a pretty hellish 36 hours. What with the no sleep, printing madness, Kinko's frustration, and an intense interview with a huge company.

But now I get to take a break, even if it's only a short one. So I drew some Daleks.

I like this guy because he's blue and sort of detailed.

And I like these guys because they're small and scribbly, something to which I'm sure my drawing teacher would object.

Saturday, June 26, 2004

The Decline 2

And this, dear reader, is why my way is right. Why I am on the path of the righteous man, beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish, and the tyranny of evil men.

Behold the most amazing culmination of typography and design known to man:

Thursday, June 24, 2004

The Decline

My friend and co-worker (by way of telecommuting) Matt is writing his thesis these days, the culmination of two and a half years of amazing work. I've been working with Matt for a little over two of those years, and in that time, I travelled the world, designed things I never dreamt possible, and really believed in what we were doing.

However, my recent experience with the Toronto design scene has left a slightly sour taste in my mouth. Studios that believe that typography is dead, that concept isn't as worthwhile as slickness. "Dazzle them with photography! Attack them with Trade Gothic!" - these are the cries of the corporate studios. Nepotism awards jobs to failed interior designers with no visual design training.

Those who actually believe typography is alive use the term without meaning. For them, typography is placing a font on a page. Nothing more. Meta is tracked horrendously to fit ragged right text boxes. Letters are compressed, stretched, faux bolded, and force italicized. I watch as typefaces from the 1980s are applied to pieces with an Art Deco aesthetic. I cringe, but have now learnt that speaking up is only condemning oneself to the life of a pariah.

I tell myself that my way is right. That the path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish, and the tyranny of evil men. And I resolve to stay unemployed until I find the right job.

And it's been worth it. Kind words, at the perfect timing. Upon returning to my computer a couple of nights ago, I found an iChat message, waiting from Matt. From the introduction of his thesis was this:

(Just to be clear, given that sarcasm rarely comes across on the internet, I don't actually think I'm the righteous man or the only one who gets typography. Humour, people. Humour.)