A Short Rant About Self-Referential Design
This is some nicely-designed text on a nice coffee mug, and I like coffee and also nicely-designed things, so I’ll start by admitting I see the appeal of things like this.
But also something feels somehow not good about all these new self-referential design objects I keep seeing (bookcases that spell out “read your books,” christmas ornaments in Pantone colors, flasks with semi-clever aphorisms about drinking inscribed, etc.). If I had to sum it up in one sentence, it might be: There’s probably an important difference between “liking coffee” and “liking liking coffee.”
And that difference is that “liking coffee” is a great and fine thing, but “liking liking coffee” sorta makes you seem like an insufferable sort of person who is so self-absorbed that they actually get more pleasure from the outward signification of their accumulated personal preferences than from the actual objects of pleasure themselves. Which is kind of awful, if you think about it.
Though I admit writing rants about this sort of thing is also pretty insufferable in and of itself.
Wow, I entirely agree with this rant, yet I’m entirely guilty of liking liking coffee. I didn’t know it was a thing until now. At the same time, I like that I like liking coffee. Hm.
On the Road by Quinn Pendleton
Your Future Here by Tonya Russ Price
Balancing by Kim from Mosey Along
“Dragging a dark cloud around with me, I found balance today just when I needed it most, stirring my coffee in a café and dimly aware of someone stirring their own drink beside me, my peripheral vision knowing I was being studied by someone who looked like a certain jolly old elf. When I slid my eyes his direction, he said “I was stirring the other direction so we could balance the universe.”
Taking the Fall by kimtb