Tuesday, May 21, 2019

Details Matter | Midcentury Modern Mobiles from Mark Leary

On Details
“But I can’t make a difference,” said gray mouse. “I’m far too small.” 
“But your heart is big,” replied owl, “And that’s all that matters.”

Thoughts while making
His name was Yander. I met him on a desert road. The day was hot. I was tired. And my truck had a flat.

I’d spent the previous 5 days in search of shadows and meaning in the Anza Borrego badlands. An ill-advised trip. I’d left Long Beach packed with 2 cans of tuna fish, a handful of beef jerky, a few oranges, and a ziplock bag of Vitamin C. I had a couple gallons of slightly milk-ish water in plastic jugs, too. Oh and a journal, a dog-eared copy of The Upanishads, and a sleeping bag that smelled of barf from an unfortunate high Sierra’s backpacking trip with my dad, older brother, and a hallucinogenic marmot.  

I’d gone to the desert looking for something. Yet I’d paid little attention to the details that seemingly mattered: Water. Food. Shelter. Good sense. Not to mention a working jack or a fully-inflated spare tire.

So how is it that this ended up being one of the best little adventures of my life? I smoked a cigarillo and talked to a fly about Plato one afternoon. Watched a hill come alive with mica reflected under the rising full moon. Meditated and felt the earth thump beneath me (likely just the effects of heat exhaustion + dehydration). I emerged sunburnt, chapped, slightly frazzled—and so happy. In the end, it was these details, not the pragmatic ones, that mattered, endured.

And that’s just it, isn’t it? It’s all details, everything. And there aren’t right or wrong ones, just those we choose to focus our attention upon and those we don’t. That focus and those synergies paint the picture, write the story, make the meaning – as much about what we include as exclude.

So, I’m curious what detail you saw today – focused upon – and how it impacted you? For me, it was the loops + lines that connect the colorful bits of my mobiles, they often take a backseat but today I felt appreciation for them, as part and whole. You?

Sunday, May 19, 2019

Bubblicious Modern Mobile | New Color scheme

On the feeling
But how will I know?” she asked. 
“You’ll feel it,” explained squirrel. “Like sunshine, sweet and warm, soft upon your heart.” 
“It sounds wonderful,” said red fox. 
“It is,” squirrel smiled. “It truly is.” 

Thoughts while making
 Hi, my name is Mark Leary, and I am a recovering trash picker. Much to my parents’ chagrin, I was incurable as a kid. The 7-year-old towheaded me would slip out of the house the night before trash day and get to work. My route was pretty simple – circling the block I’d lift lids, pick and poke, and always – always – come home with treasures.

There was the one-footed Sacred Heart Jesus statue. A five-year collection of TV guides (*whoa* that box was heavy), and a stack of “This books belongs to _____” labels. There was a puppet theater fa├žade, a high chair, and assorted odds and ends that I would either ferret away in my bedroom or – when it was too big – stash it along the side of our suburban house. No, this did not go over well with my folks, and more than once I had to hang my head and return my treasures to the very trash cans from which they came. #mortified

I can’t quite describe the sense of wonder I had when I would find something new; well “new” to me. There was something so exciting about the moment before I would open the lid – like all things were possible. My heart would beat fast, pure adrenaline racing through my little body – always an absolute amazement at what I’d find.

Wouldn’t it be cool if we always could see the world through these kinds of eyes – looking at things anew, with anticipation, with excitement for what was to come, and valuing that which we found? It’s a bit overblown, I suppose. But why? Wonder has a place in our everyday, doesn’t it?

The client who ordered this mobile asked for this particular palette. It’s a new one for Bubblicious, and it offered me a chance think these thoughts and to re-see the first production mobile “design” I ever made. I’m grateful for the reminder and the lesson.