Ass Backwards
Posted onDecember 22, 2011 at11:08 am bykr- Cars: I like loud, burbling, boxy, American cars, not quiet, sleek, farting imports

The urge to rebel isn’t in everyone, I’ve observed.
Some people are born passive, others pacified or simply willing to follow. Others, still, come down that birth canal preconditioned as goddamn princes or princesses, perfectly made for the world, without need to question or rebel. You’ve seen them: graceful, at ease, accepted—they gleam in their calm, don’t they? These naturally potent spirits can afford their benevolence, having enviably clear instincts about themselves and their surroundings. With this self-certainty comes power, and with power, fortunes and very real social classes that divide us as people.
I’ve been drifting in and out of bouts of apathy and depression having lost a great friend of mine earlier this month. To get me through the mourning, I thought I’d publicly remind and rededicate myself to the ideals of and purpose of FRAKTURE when I’ve been posting less and the spirit of this brand feels like it’s waning:
I don’t write tutorials, offer design news or generally care about the local or national politics of the design world. I don’t write about the design work I’m doing for non-disclosure reasons. I am not influential nor am I outgoing. I therefore do not actively participate in the design community (fuck the AIGA). I like to think of myself as a rogue, renegade designer who’s changing the world in his own subtle way.
“There is an end
Of all things that thou seest! There is an end
Of Wrong and Death and Hell! When the long wear
Of Time and Suffering has effaced the stain
Ingrown upon the soul, and the cleansed spirit,
Long ages floating on the wandering winds
Or rolling deeps of Space, renews itself
And doth regain its dwelling, and, once more
Blent with the general order, floats anew
Upon the stream of Things, and comes at length,
After new deaths, to that dim waiting-place
Thou next shalt see, and with the justified
White souls awaits the End ; or, snatched at once,
If Fate so will, to the pure sphere itself,
Lives and is blest, and works the Eternal Work
Whose name and end is Love ! There is an end
Of Wrong and Death and Hell!
I usually don’t make it a habit to blog about what I’m working on (it’s a long story) but the Heritage Seed Collective is one such exception since we’re in need of funding.
The above are three seed packs I just recently designed. The designs have been featured in the Pittsburgh Post Gazette and Table Magazine (Summer 2011 issue).
Blackberry Meadows Farm approached Fireman Creative to design nostalgic-looking seed packs for the endangered heirloom seeds the farm had selected to save. The seeds were selected from the Slow Foods Ark of Taste list. Currently, Heritage Seed Co. and Fireman Creative are attempting to raise $10,000 on Kickstarter to fund a website that will promote community building, create a seed saving resource and a place for digitally mapping where these species of plants are being grown. Fireman Creative would both design and build the site. Presently, we’re only about 30% there and have only until July 1st to reach our goal or we receive none of the funds. The following video does a good job of explaining the project and where we’re currently at: