Home, home on the range..
“And coming home it feels like I, designed these buildings I walked by”
Having not been returned ‘home’ to Glasgow for a while I was quite surprised, as the train pulled into Glasgow Central this evening, to feel an overwhelming sense of comfortable familiarity.
It must be the same as all the Londoners gazing at that lovely new Olympic logo (which was recently sent to me with a subject line of “Lisa Simpson, giving head”)… ohh I’m only kidding. It could be worse, right? Hmmm maybe not.
Update: an animated version now exists. God bless the internets!
I only saw the full colour version today, and have to wonder if, somewhere out there a design team are still shaking their collective head (they only have one between them) and wondering what went wrong.
“But it was a mockup!!”
Either that or there is a design team shaking their collective wads of cash around in the air, wondering whether to pick the silver or white Mercedes.
Ach, what do I care? It’s not like the logo will make any difference, it’s not like the branding will have any impact on the way people thinking about the Olympics, right?
Sorry, I do hate to go on, and I’ve got so much else to do you know. I’m just about through all my emails, and I’ve almost finished that report from the conference, and… ohh you know how it is.
I’ll be round YOUR blogs over the coming days, I promise, and I’ll be revamping that list of links as well. Possibly even brutally. Those of you who have NOT left a comment yet… be afraid.
Or slightly worried.
OK OK, not even bothered at all as I’ll probably just add a few new links in, I wouldn’t really DELETE one, would I?
(No, it’s no good, I’m just not scary…)
Right, Big Brother is just starting. I’m off.