I've always loved rummaging through stationery stores. Never mind if i just come out with a dinky pen or an eraser. I like new stationery and apparently it's been an obsession from the time i was knee high.
And lately i am on a mission to get the perfect cutter. I've experimented with a few that's around in the office but have yet to find the one.
One would think that the never ending mock-ups i did during my uni days would be enough practice. Armed with a scalpel [yes the very ones surgeons use to slice through flesh] and a steel ruler was a common sight for any hopeful designer.
Usually accompanied by a dripolator to help fuel the midnight oil to do last minute creations. Not forgetting the wasted paper equivalent to that of a full grown tree and used up cartridges because of silly mistakes.
Oh how things have NOT changed... I still can't cut straight.
Yes, even with a ruler and crop marks that are clearly visible. And although i can stick double-sided tape down perfectly fine, by the time i try and align 2 pages, i still manage to be off by a few millimetres. Oh it's moments like those that i so wish i was a perfectionist. But i'm sure the public is thankful that i didn't end up as a plastic surgeon.
And yesterday, it took me close to 2 hours to do a 12 page brochure mock-up. WHY? Because i THOUGHT i would be a smarty pants and trim the pages in batches as opposed to single sheets just so i could save time. And as usual my blade slipped and i ended up shaving a few millimetres off and ended up printing them out again. So i ended off with a slightly smaller brochure and sentences slightly on an angle.
...DAMN IRRITATING! *sigh*
So when AnBloodyMumNohMore needed help with her mock-up this morning, i was hesitant but was super careful and opted to cut like a geriatric.
...
AND i still managed to fuck up... twice! Yes, i know very well it's not the blade or the cutter that has issues or replacement.
*insert "IMMA LITTLE DICKHEAD..." sung in the "I'm a Little Teapot" tune*
And lately i am on a mission to get the perfect cutter. I've experimented with a few that's around in the office but have yet to find the one.
One would think that the never ending mock-ups i did during my uni days would be enough practice. Armed with a scalpel [yes the very ones surgeons use to slice through flesh] and a steel ruler was a common sight for any hopeful designer.
Usually accompanied by a dripolator to help fuel the midnight oil to do last minute creations. Not forgetting the wasted paper equivalent to that of a full grown tree and used up cartridges because of silly mistakes.
Oh how things have NOT changed... I still can't cut straight.
Yes, even with a ruler and crop marks that are clearly visible. And although i can stick double-sided tape down perfectly fine, by the time i try and align 2 pages, i still manage to be off by a few millimetres. Oh it's moments like those that i so wish i was a perfectionist. But i'm sure the public is thankful that i didn't end up as a plastic surgeon.
And yesterday, it took me close to 2 hours to do a 12 page brochure mock-up. WHY? Because i THOUGHT i would be a smarty pants and trim the pages in batches as opposed to single sheets just so i could save time. And as usual my blade slipped and i ended up shaving a few millimetres off and ended up printing them out again. So i ended off with a slightly smaller brochure and sentences slightly on an angle.
...DAMN IRRITATING! *sigh*
So when AnBloodyMumNohMore needed help with her mock-up this morning, i was hesitant but was super careful and opted to cut like a geriatric.
...
AND i still managed to fuck up... twice! Yes, i know very well it's not the blade or the cutter that has issues or replacement.
*insert "IMMA LITTLE DICKHEAD..." sung in the "I'm a Little Teapot" tune*
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