Sexy family

I finally finished the Sexything type family!! Yayy!!
Slab serif + opentype + fourteen ligatures = sexzy...
You can download a sample from my portfolio website at bababau.com. Should you like to use it, please contact me for further info. Cheers!

New ligatures

Sexything is the third typeface from Bababau. This is the thin (and sexier) version of this new typeface. More ligatures, weights and italics will follow up. Enjoy! (free for personal use)

Et voilà --> sexything_thin.otf

Whatever will be, won't be (Miyagi's bedtime story)

Once upon a time there was a person whose motto was 'whatever will be, will be' and therefore this person didn't do anything except from observing and waiting until something happened. Looking from a window to the street is a reasonable way of seeing life. But what if the things you normally see on the street are actually inside your house? Well, that person followed the same strategy, and kept on looking and waiting. The problem arose when the things the person was looking at got tired of being observed, and so they decided to behave in the same exact way, looking at the person who was always looking. As a result, none of them moved a muscle, and therefore nothing ever happened.

And it was then when Mr. Miyagi approached me and said: if some day someone breaks into your house, either offer them a sit or chuck them out, but never wait expecting to see them do pirouettes in the air. Chances are they won't be ballerinas.

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Hi havia una vegada una persona que tenia per lema era 'el que serà, serà' i per tant aquesta persona no feia res més que mirar i esperar fins que alguna cosa passés. Mirar des d'una finestra al carrer és una manera prou vàlida de veure la vida. Però què passa si les coses que normalment veiem al carrer estan dins de casa? Bé, aquesta persona seguia la mateixa estratègia, i continuava mirant i esperant. El problema va sorgir quan les coses que aquesta la persona mirava es van cansar de ser observades, així que van decidir actuar de la mateixa manera, mirant a la persona que sempre mirava. Com a resultat d'això, cap d'elles va moure un dit, i per tant mai no va passar res.

I va ser llavors quan el senyor Miyagui se'm va acostar i em va dir: si algun dia algú entra a casa teva, ofereix-los una cadira o fes-los fora, però mai esperis a veure si fan piruetes a l'aire. El més probable és que no siguin ballarines.

Crossword soup

Some time ago someone invented the alphabet soup. Funny enough, in Catalunya we use the same name to describe crosswords, or perhaps it's the other way around. Anyway, this soup was invented by some smart pants whose aim was to stop choosy children, like me, from leaving half bowl of soup every day for lunch. Damn you, soup-man! The alphabet soup was very popular in my primary school days, in part, thanks to a urban legend that said that we (children) would become cleverer if we ate all the letters... and of course, that was actually true! I now can complete all the Metro crosswords at amazing speed!

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Fa algun temps algú va inventar la sopa de lletres, una sopa que, com bé diu el nom, conté tot l'alfabet en forma de pasta. Aquesta sopa va ser inventada per algun llest amb l'objectiu d'evitar que els nens llepafils, com jo, deixessin el plat de sopa a mitges a l'hora de dinar. Maleït siguis, home-sopa! La sopa de lletres era molt popular quan anava a escola, en part gràcies a una llegenda urbana que deia que nosaltres (els nens) ens tornaríem més llestos si ens va menjàvem totes les lletres... i per descomptat, això era una bona veritat! Ara puc completar els tots mots encreuats del Metro a una velocitat increïble!

Bowling night

I made this poster some time ago for the studio I was taking a placement for. At that time I was in charge of designing posters and leaflets for their promotional events. I made this poster in one morning, and although in the end I was quite happy with it, I've never included it in my portfolio. Anyhow, apparently I have a picture of this poster in a book that took me ages to finish, and that I do have in my portfolio. So it was quite funny last week when, while presenting my book to a creative director, he spotted the picture of the poster and went: oh wow, wowow! Nice! Did you make that, ay? Did ya? - haha, errr yes... and I also made the book...

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Vaig fer aquest pòster fa un temps quan estava fent pràctiques en un estudi gràfic. Llavors m'encarregava de dissenyar posters i fullets per les seves activitats promocionals. El pòster el vaig fer en un matí, i tot i que al final en vaig quedar content, mai l'he inclòs al meu portafoli. De totes maneres, es veu que tinc una foto d'aquest pòster en un llibre que em va costar setmanes a fer-lo, i que sí que el tinc al meu portafoli. Va ser bastant bò la setmana passada quan, mentre presentava el meu llibre a un director creatiu, el tio va veure la foto del poster i va començar: oh guau, guauguau! Guapo! L'has fet tu, oi? Oi que sí? - jaja, mmm sí...i també he fet el llibre...

Not-that-well-thought design

It was the first time I was making a Halloween pumpkin, and since we organised a competition at work, I thought it would be a good opportunity to show my real potential... I decided to go with a typographic image. One that said HALLOWEEN in big fat letters. Not an amazing idea, nevertheless I thought it would catch the eye of the judge, aka the pumpKing. Surprisingly I didn't mess it up, and I finished crafting it three days before deadline.
- And here comes the not-that-well-thought design -
Three days later, when I arrived at the studio with the camera to take some pictures, I found my pumpkin well musty. The top part of my proudly crafted piece of art had collapsed, turning my beautiful pumpkin into a big piece of orange poo. Needless to say I didn't win the competition, and the only thing I could save was the cut out letters...
So what is the moral of the story? Next time you carve letters into a vegetable, use greater letter spacing.

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Era la primera vegada que feia una carbassa de Halloween i ja que havíem organitzat un concurs a la feina, vaig pensar que aquella era una bona oportunitat de demostrar el meu veritable potencial... Vaig decidir crear una imatge tipogràfica. Una que digués HALLOWEEN en lletres gruixudes. Res de nou, però vaig pensar que cridaria l'atenció del jutge, alias the pumpKing. Sorprenentment no la vaig liar, i vaig acabar la carbassa tres dies abans de la presentació.
- I aquí ve el disseny no-tan-ben-pensat -
Tres dies després, quan vaig arribar a l'estudi amb la càmera de fer fotos, vaig trobar la meva carbassa ben pansida. La part superior de l'obra d'art que havia tallat amb tota la meva ànima s'havia ensorrat, convertint la meva bonica carbassa en una gran i taronja caca de vaca. No cal dir que al final no vaig guanyar el concurs, i la única cosa que vaig poder salvar van ser ens trossos de lletres que havia tallat...
I quina és la moralitat de la història? La propera vegada que tallis lletres en una verdura, fes servir un espaiat mes gran.

And in this month's paradolia...

And in this month's paradolia... Ultraman's spaceship! A creepy old man carrying a candle! And a kiwi bird taking care of an egg!