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crristinaa-level6 · 1 year ago
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Specialist Practice
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Research the problem and be more specific
Clarify about the bilingual
For example think in your second language, on how in your mind can you translate
How your mind works in switching from one language to another one
Think about the structure of the language
Typoface can change
System of the language
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Voice dictation
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Analyse and look at how you talk to people like in the language, speaking or writing. For example, speaking maybe you have a way of talking or expressing in that specific language that you can not translate.
Look at the similarities and differences between the 2 languages
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lujanemiliano · 4 years ago
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PROMISE© Typeface
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peppe-placas · 4 years ago
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Proyecto Mondragón espalda ✍🏿 Citas y cotizaciones 📲 DM #victoriantype #lettering #vicotian #typography #typographydesign #typoface #letteringdesign #letteringdaily #letteringart #inking #handlettering #handmadefont #art #adventuretypeco #graphicdesign #illustration #artwork #typedesign #logotype #fauxsaics #type #caligraphy #typegang #peppeplacas #saltillo (en Saltillo Zona Centro, Saltillo) https://www.instagram.com/p/COuKGw5BoaC/?igshid=15cvrnzj8yy3t
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stillshrine · 5 years ago
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Romie Regular Margot Lévêque
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lokngs · 7 years ago
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THE SUN 觀日
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jingyi-mao · 5 years ago
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Project: Just My type
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When Gotham meets Leonardo Da Vinci
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Combination of modern design and classic art
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Reference:
G - Self Portrait (c. 1490/1515–16)
O - Vitruvian Man (c. 1490)
T - Lady with an Ermine (c. 1489–91)
H - Mona Lisa (c. 1503–19)
A - Annunciation (c. 1472)
M - Last Supper (c. 1495–98)
Books
A Type Primer
The Geometry of Type
Sans Serif
The History of Writing
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tiger-work · 6 years ago
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#visual #visualconmunications #typoface#fond #branding #foodmarket #graphicdesign #graphic #蔬心菜
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graphicstip-blog · 6 years ago
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Conflow Conflow Download Now
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ericwzl · 6 years ago
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#typographic#design#logo#design#graphicdesign#branding#typoface#art#designner
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bubblymiracles · 6 years ago
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guess who’s here to pop their nose back in for a quick whiff? motherfucking me
guess who’s here to drop a long ass rant? motherfucking me!
n what’s that topic, you ask? a thing that ain’t easy for me to talk bout unrequested: motherfucking me ...
i was active on this page for bout half a sweep. nearly not as long as a lot of you. call me weak for tucking mine bulge back in and running. that running gave me some time to take a step back in my pan and look at that half of a sweep, look at what i did and why i did. at this point i ain’t got no right to say i’m any better. but i’m learning and trying to be. i ain’t trying to make excuses. only give explanations. and getting it out makes it easier to all up and cope with some shit
i held so many bits of things that i wanna bring up, and how to bring em up, and now that i sit here and wanna write em down, they keep losing order all over again. i ain’t knowing where to start now, except for maybe my start here on that page?
i spent 3 sweeps all alone no motherfucking soul round to talk to. only corpses to look at in the light. those that shared mine session, prolly thought they’re off better without mine stupid ass. i ain’t knowing for sure, they ain’t talked to me bout it. ain’t ever asked what’s up in mine pan, ain’t ever bothered to tell me why and what bout anything. i mean young me ain’t cared a lot anyway as long as they talked. just followed their orders, if that’s what they wanna me to do. but hell did i care when that boom went off, and when the building nearly all up and collapsed on me, and when i finally got out to see the other half of the comet drift away from me. when i started looking round and i was all alone. when night after night passed on mine husktop and nobody was round no more to let me hear their voices, even if it was only for em wanting me to do some shit. all alone with those that fell to other’s hands, and to mine. all alone with mine sins and not able to let go of em, neither of em that i ain’t knew much bout at all, nor the softest brother that ever graced me with his presence. watching em rot away. for that i ain’t had to watch no more and be reminded every waking moment, i turned off the light. sometime i stopped trusting that clock on my husktop, cause it’s been a perigee since, then half a sweep, a whole sweep. i’m a coward. was, always will be. drowned my waking thoughts in the green slime. ain’t felt no hunger no more, and it ain’t scared me. i was happy. cause maybe someday i just wouldn’t wake up no more. ain’t knew bout em ghosts and bubbles yet, back then. two sweeps passed, three sweeps passed, and i was still all there. could feel under the skin mine ribs, mine spine, all the big bones. but i was still there. high as a kite, but too aware for what i liked.  n then mine husktop made a funny noise. there was some kinda connection to a web, for the first time in like over three sweeps, it reached out to some shit. and that’s how i ended up on here
i started talking to motherfuckers. ain’t really trusted what’s going down here, all deep inside, but who cares? it’s just for a lil fun. and then that softest brother all up and stood in front of me, one motherfucking night. it ain’t been him who rotted away in mine arms three sweeps ago, but he looked at me in that soft way. he motherfucking asked me what’s up, what happened, why i am here. asked me if i wanted to leave. and he took me along, the mess that i all was. and suddenly? it all started to make a little more sense
some motherfucker once told me, it’s no wonder nobody ain’t wanna get close to me, if i keep acting as if the only one i ever wanna have close is tavros. i’m sorry if that’s how i made dudes out there feel. it ain’t that i ain’t wanna have nobody close. i just like. he got me out of there. even for a really long time after, he was the only motherfucker who was all round me. i ain’t seen no living being in over 3 sweeps. he was the beginning of my nights, the ends, the one watching over mine sleeping ass for that nothing bad happens, the one who made sure i eat, wash and sleep at all. there ain’t much out there in the bubbles. black endless nothingness and some bubbles here and there, that’s filled with yet another of em dead ones. most of em ghosts either ain’t getting we’re round at all, only repeat the old lines over and over with us, or even try to come at our throats. it’s just ... not really a lot to talk bout, other than my mate and stand-in-rail, who tries to patch up old wounds
some motherfucker once told me, with asking motherfuckers to come and talk to me, i’m driving em off. i should talk bout what i like and they will come to me. i ... ain’t got none good experiences with that. neither before, nor after. you know, for a motherfucker to stop talking bout what they like, it takes em friends to say, they ain’t care, it's stupid what i like, i should like something else. stop talking about tavros. shut up. you’re detestable.  i tried to again, after they said that to me. ain’t worked really, and it made me tired
friends ... i told a couple motherfuckers i ain’t good with that word. friends. like what is it even meaning? motherfuckers that hit me? normal for a troll but i ain’t into that. motherfuckers that tell me mine blood is the only worthy on me and i gotta change all mine paths? normal for a troll but i that’s not me no more. motherfuckers that replace me on a whim? normal for a troll but it scared me. motherfuckers that leave me to die? normal. they ain’t ever asked me why i’m kinda all skittish once that word falls, ain't asked me if there’s some shit i gotta talk out. one told me to look it up in a dictionary. what i read kinda applied to all of em on here, and to maybe one who called me their friend in the past. that ain’t feeling right. i tried to talk bout that, and was told not to. motherfuckers keep saying, friends can care too, and it ain’t always pale, but there was like one single sister here on that whole page that cared and asked me. i know i ain't been no good friend back to her. i know i made it difficult to others in the same way she made it difficult for me. like, i mean, there was some dudes i was riding with on the same wave. and then something prolly happened and they faded out, and that makes sense i guess? still made me all sad
for most of that half of a sweep, i was awful. really. mother fucking. awful. had bad thoughts. she said i’m good in keeping up the smiles, but i guess in the end a lot of it seeped out. ain’t been on the green diamond no more, but some nights i all drowned it in sugar. slept so much tav was all worried. some nights i was up for like half an hour before i fell asleep for another 22 hours. i hurt myself. stopped eating again for weeks. ate chilis till my mouth was swollen and rubbed it into my eyes. cut my skin to let some of that hurt from the inside come out. it was easier like that. now i am sad it seeped out so much and that it drove peeps off ... i think, back then, a part of me wished someone would care. wished someone would hear me screaming here, and took my hands and tell me not to do that anymore. wished someone asked what’s up. wished, someone understood that i ain’t able speaking up on my own. wished someone told me i’m fine. now i know it’s too much. nobody wanna have my clown ass need them that bad. it just kept piling up and up and i ain’t knew what to do. i told some that a big part of me just wanna stop all of this and nope out of mine life, but that i’m too scared to leave tav all alone out here with nobody talking to him. and i am so motherfucking grateful for em to let me say that and still allow me to stick around
fuck now i’m breaking that flow, but i start to have issues remembering what i wanna bring up on here, and i just remembered
mister gray typoface. the motherfucker claiming to have a pitch crush on me. i know you ain't gonna read this ass long rant, but i’m still here wondering who you was. i know you ain’t wanna tell me. say i’m only that little crush and you got a pitch mate and all and that that crush is gonna pass anyway. but it leaves me wondering here, what i did. not what i did wrong for that to be on the pitch line, but what i did to make you think of me at all. and you know? sometimes dudes can get along past that crush without acting on it and ... urgh. become friends? :o) would have been nice to know i’m mattering so someone
i know how hard it is to be round crushes and all. know i been acting all stupid on em with the name karkat vantas. avoided em, sought em, judged em, sainted em. i thought he broke mine pusher with bombing me off and leaving me to die. i though i wanted him back. wanted him to take me back. i know, none of em with that name is the same that i grew up with, but reading on here that name always rang something in me. sometimes it was a sting in my pusher, sometimes it was an ache in my pan, sometimes a slap to my cheek, and sometimes a hit to mine acid sac. i thought a lot bout that. told it tav already so long ago when he asked me what’s up. did some more thinking, and finally a decision fell. yeah, he was my first pale crush. my first love. he prolly never felt the same back. he acted on me, one single time. knew what places to touch, to make my body react. knew what noises to make, to get my pan to shut down. looked motherfucking pleased with himself after. was the hero who saved their asses from the crazy clown going rampage. he knew i ain’t in none good spot. instead of fighting me, he did that. he ain’t took me off after, to try and help it get any better. i was there all locked up and shaking and just slinking mine ass out of the spot light to not be killed, all defenseless as i was. was the last time i saw or heard him. still makes me sick thinking bout that he touched me like that, how he looked after. and still i ain’t able blaming him fully for that
and i feel like there was something else i wall wanted to bring up but i ain’t able thinking no more right now. sorry gonna log off again
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aftereffectsprojects · 2 years ago
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Shape Elements Pack Motion Design from Antony Parker on Vimeo.
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Shape Elements Pack is flat style set of animated basic shapes, liquid elements, typeface, transitions, icons and other elements. This item contain After Effects project, video tutorial, full preview gallery.
Motion Graphics project If you want to use MOV footages with alpha channel check out this project. + No need After Effects, just drag’n’drop footages to video editing program
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Elements List – 300 Total
Browse the full gallery 176 Shape Compositions 71 Animated Typoface 16 Looped Icons 16 Transitions 8 Titles 8 Backgrounds 5 Animated Illustrations
Information 300 elements Gif preview gallery Very easy to use, easy to customize
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miraclesnight · 6 years ago
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i got a really motherfucking bad feeling bout mister typoface
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bobbiethepunkkid · 6 years ago
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What is this place? - Futura Typoface (Just testin' the waves..)
You what mate? This place? It’s a bunch of sandy rubbish we call the Zones. Welcome to the first level of Hell.
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co42world · 5 years ago
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This piece here is very unique to me. Take ur time and examine this drawing you will see the "42". This Typo face occurred when I was bored in class where I should be concentrated on my workstudies but I was more interested in understanding myself.
I closed my eyes, visualized the 42 and drawn it down soo here is my ART. AND NOW IT'S ON MY SKIN!!! TYPOFACE: forty two
https://www.instagram.com/p/B-ZO3klpmVH/?igshid=15s957zrny91z
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almondoll · 5 years ago
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David Pearson
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Guest Speaker / David Pearson
  Today we had the opportunity to listen to David Pearson's speech. He is a graphic designer, designing covers for various famous books. He talked about what he was conscious of early in his speech. He also explained what typefaces represent the contents of the book. For example, typefaces used in business textbooks are very deep, easy to read and beautiful.   In the cover design session of Tinker Tailer Soldier Spy, he explained how to use the space.
  The subsequent Tone of Voice was very interesting. I thought that information could be used for D & AD.
  The book he painted in black, inspired by other works, was so powerful that it would attract all who saw it.
  I also learned about the relationship between the nature of the book and typoface, and I think it was a very meaningful speech for me.
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massivemuffingardentrash · 4 years ago
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