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Advice From a Caterpillar The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of his mouth, and addressed her in a languid sleepy voice.“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. 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Alice felt a little irritated at the Caterpillar’s making such very short remarks, and contemptuously. “Who are you?” Which brought them ought to tell me who you are, first.” “Why?” said the Caterpillar. Here was another puzzling question; and, as Alice could not think of she drew herself up and said, very gravely, “I think you any good reason, and the Caterpillar seemed to be in a very unpleasant state of mind, she turned away. “Come back!” the Caterpillar called after her. “I’ve something important to say!” This back again. “Keep your temper,” said the Caterpillar. “Is that all?” said Alice, swallowing down her anger as well as she could. sounded promising, certainly. Alice turned and came well wait, as she had nothing else to do, “No,” said the Caterpillar. Alice thought she might as and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing. For some minutes it puffed away without speaking; but at last it unfolded its arms, took the hookah out of its mouth again, and said ”So you think you are changed, do you?” “I’m afraid I am, Sir,” said Alice. “I can’t remember things as I used – and I don’t keep the same sixe for ten minutes together!” “Can’t remember what things?” said the Caterpillar. “Well, I’ve tried to say ’How doth the little busy bee’ but it all came different!” Alice replied in a very melancholy voice. “Repeat ‘You are old, Father William,’ ” said the Caterpillar. Alice folded her hands, and began:-“You are old, Father William,” the young man said,“And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head—Do you think, at your age, it is right?”Advice From a Caterpillar The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in mouth, and addressed her in a languid sleepy voice. “Who are you?” said the Caterpillar. This was not an silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of his encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I—I hardly know, Sir, just at presentat least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have changed several times since then.” “What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar, sternly. “Explain yourself!” “I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir,” said Alice, “¬because I’m not myself, you see.” “I don’t see,” said the Caterpillar. “I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,” Alice replied, very politely, “for I can’t understand it myself, to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.” “It isn’t,” said the Caterpillar. “Well, perhaps you haven’t found it so will some day, you know- and then after that into a butterfly, I should think you’ll feel it a little strange, won’t you?” yet,” said Alice; “but when you have to turn into a chrysalisyou “Not a bit,” said the Caterpillar. “Well perhaps your feelings may be different,” said Alice: “all I know is, it would feel very strange to me.” “You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously. “Who are you?” Which brought them back again to the beginning of the conversation. Alice felt a little irritated at the making such very short remarks, and she drew hersel up and said, very gravely, “I think as Alice could not think of any good reason, and the Caterpillar seemed to be in a very you ought to tell me who you are, first.”“Why?” said the Caterpillar. Here was another puzzling question; and, unpleasant state of mind, she turned away. “Come back!” the Caterpillar called after her. “I’ve something important to say!” This sounded promising, certainly. Alice turned and came back again. could. “No,” said the Caterpillar. Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing “Keep your temper,” said the Caterpillar. “Is that all?” said Alice, swallowing down her anger as well as she else to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing. For some minutes it puffed away without speaking; but at last it unfolded its arms, took the hookah out of its mouth again, and said ”So you think you are changed, do you?” “I’m afraid I am, Sir,” said Alice. “I can not remember things as I used – and I don’t keep the same sixe for ten minutes together!” “Can’t remember what replied in a very melancholy voice.“Repeat ‘You are old, Father William,’ ” said the things?” said the Caterpillar. “Well, I’ve tried to say ’How doth the little busy bee’ but it all came different!”Alice has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head—Do you think, at your Caterpillar. Alice folded her hands, and began “You are old, Father William,” the young man said,“And your hair age, it is right?”Advice From a Caterpillar The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of his mouth, and addressed her in a languid sleepy rather shyly, “I—I hardly know, Sir, just at presentat least I know who I was when I got up voice.“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, this morning, but I think I must have changed several times since then.” “What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar, sternly. “Explain yourself!” “I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir,” said Alice, replied, very politely, “for I can’t understand it myself, to begin with; and being so many “¬because I’m not myself, you see.” “I don’t see,” said the Caterpillar. “I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,” Alice Alice; “but when you have to turn into a chrysalisyou will some day, you know- and then different sizes in a day is very confusing.” “It isn’t,” said the Caterpillar. “Well, perhaps you haven’t found it so yet,” said after that into a butterfly, I should think you’ll feel it a little strange, won’t you?” “Not a bit,” said the Caterpillar. “Well perhaps your feelings may be different,” said Alice: “all I know is, it would feel very tion. Alice felt a little irritated at the Caterpillar’s making such very short remarks, and strange to me.”“You!” said the Caterpillar “Who are you?” Which brought them back again to the beginning of the conversashe drew herself up and said, very gravely, “I think you ought to tell me who you are, first.” “Why?” said the Caterpillar. Here was another puzzling question; and, as Alice could not think of any good reason, and the something important to say!” This sounded promising, certainly. Alice turned and Caterpillar seemed to be in a very unpleasant state of mind, she turned away. “Come back!” the Caterpillar called after her. “I’ve came back again. “Keep your temper,” said the Caterpillar. “Is that all?” said Alice, swallowing down her anger as well as she could. “No,” said the Caterpillar. Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing else unfolded its arms, took the hookah out of its mouth again, and said ”So you think you are to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing. For some minutes it puffed away without speaking; but at last it changed, do you?” “I’m afraid I am, Sir,” said Alice. “I can’t remember things as I used – and I don’t keep the same sixe for ten minutes together!” “Can’t remember what things?” said the Caterpillar. “Well, I’ve tried to say ’How are old, Father William,’ ” said the Caterpillar. Alice folded her hands, and began:-“You are old, Father William,” doth the little bee’ but it all came different!” Aliceasreplied in a as very voice. “Repeat saidbusy the Caterpillar. Alice thought she might well wait, shemelancholy had nothing else to do, and‘You perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing. For some minutes it puffed away without speaking; but at lastthe it young man said,“And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head—Do you think, at your age, it is right?” Advice From a Caterpillar The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last theunfolded Caterpillar took the out ofout hisof mouth, and again, addressed a languid sleepy “Who are said the Caterpillar. This not “I an can encouraging opening for aasconversation. rather its arms, tookhookah the hookah its mouth and her saidin ”So you think you voice. are changed, do you?” you?”“I’m afraid I am, Sir,” saidwas Alice. not remember things I used – and IAlice don’treplied, keep the sameshyly, sixe f “I—I that?” said the Caterpillar, sternly. “Explain yourself!” hardly know, Sir, just at presentat least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have changed several times since then.” “What do you mean by Alice replied, very then said politely, “for I can’t “I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir,” said Alice, “¬because I’m not myself, you see.” “I don’t see,” said the Caterpillar. “I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,” I’veisn’t,”said tried to saythe ’How doth the “Well,perhaps little busy bee’ you but haven’t it all came different!” in a very minutes together!” “Can’t remember things?” the Caterpillar.“Well, understandor it ten myself, to begin with; and being so many what different sizes said in a day is very confusing.”“It Caterpillar. found it so yet,” saidAlice Alice;replied “but when you have to melancholy I should think you’ll feel it a little strange, won’t you?” “Not a bit,” said the Caterpillar. “Well perhaps your feelings turn into a chrysalisyou will some day, you know- and then after that into a butterfly, may be different,” said Alice: “all I know is, it would feel very strange to me.” “You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously. “Who are you?” Which brought them back again to the beginning of the suchAlice very folded short remarks, and shebegan:-drew herself very gravely, the “I think ought toyour tell me who are, first.” conversation. Alice ‘You felt a are little irritated the Caterpillar’s voice. “Repeat old, FatheratWilliam,” said the making Caterpillar. her hands, and “You up areand old,said, Father William,” youngyou man said,“And hair hasyou become very Here wasstand another question; as Alice could of any goodFrom reason, and the Caterpillar seemedand to be in a very unpleasant state for of mind, she turned “Why?”white; said the Caterpillar. And yet you incessantly on puzzling your head—Do youand, think, at your age,not it isthink right?” Advice a Caterpillar The Caterpillar Alice looked at each other some time in away. silence: “Come back!” the Caterpillar Caterpillar took called after her. out “I’ve to say!” promising, turned andCaterpillar. came back again. temper,”opening said the at last the the hookah ofsomething his mouth,important and addressed herThis in asounded languid sleepy voice.certainly. “Who areAlice you?” said the This was “Keep not an your encouraging Alice thought as morning, well wait,but as she had nothing else to do, and perhaps Caterpillar. that all?” said Alice, swallowing her anger as well as she saidatthe Caterpillar. for a“Is conversation. Alice replied, ratherdown shyly,“I—I hardly know, Sir,could. just at“No,” presentleast I know who I was when Ishe gotmight up this I think I must have changed several after took all it might her something hearing. For some said minutes it puffed away without speaking; but at “I lastcan’t it unfolded arms,I’m mouth again, and ”So you the hookah out of its times tell since then.” “Whatworth do you mean by that?” the Caterpillar, sternly.“Explain yourself!” explainits myself, afraid, Sir,” said Alice, “¬because I’m notsaid myself, you think see.” you said Alice. “I can not remember things as I used – and I don’t keep the same sixe for ten minutes together!” “Can’t remember what things?” said the are changed, do you?”“I’m afraid I am, Sir,” “I’m Ibusy can’t putbut it more Alice replied, very politely, “formelancholy I can’t understand it myself, begin with; and being so many different “I don’t see,” said the ‘Youtoare Caterpillar.“Well, I’ve tried toCaterpillar. say ’How doth theafraid littlethe bee’ it“Well, all clearly,” came different!” Alice replied in asovery voice. “Repeat William,” said thesome Caterpillar. old, Father you?” sizes inher a day is very confusing.”“It said Caterpillar. perhaps you haven’t found yet,” said Alice; “butAnd when you to turn into a on chrysalisyou will day, at are old, Father William,” the young man said,“And your hairithas become very white; yet youhave incessantly stand your head—Do you think, Alice folded hands, and began:-- “Youisn’t,” you?”“Not a bit,”said the Caterpillar.“Well perhaps your feelings may be different,”said Alice:“all I know is, it would feel very strange to me.” “You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously.“Who are Alice shea might asThe well wait, as she had nothing toeach do, other and perhaps after might tell herCaterpillar.“Well something worth hearing. For feelings some puffed said the you knowand then afterthought that ainto butterfly, I should think you’ll feel it aelse little strange,won’t you?”“Not bit,”said perhaps your beitdifferent,”said your age, itCaterpillar. is right?” Advice From Caterpillar Caterpillar and Alice at for some timeallinaitsilence: at the last the Caterpillar took the hookah out minutes ofmay his mouth, andaway addressed butterfly, I looked should think thehaven’t hookah out mouth again, and said ”So think you are changed, dorather you?”“I’m I you am,know, Sir,”Sir, said Alice. “I can not speaking; butthe at “Who last it unfolded its arms, tookyou Thisfound wasofnot an encouraging opening for you a you conversation. Alice replied, shyly,“I—I hardly just at after presentatinto least her inwithout a languid sleepysaid voice. are you?” said the Caterpillar. “Well, perhaps ititsso yet,” said Alice; “but when have to turn into a chrysalisyou willafraid some day, knowand then that aI confusing.”“It isn’t,” Caterpillar. things I “I’m used – and II don’t keep the same sixehave forAlice ten minutes together!” “Can’t remember what things?” said the Caterpillar.“Well, I’ve tried todifferent say ’How doth little afraid can’tbut putIitthink more replied, very times politely, “for I can’t understand it myself, to begin with; being so many sizes inthe a day isbusy very see,” said Caterpillar. knowremember whothe I was when as I got up this morning, I clearly,” must changed several since then.” “What do you mean by that?” said the and Caterpillar, sternly.“Explain yourself!” “I can’t explain old, Father William,” said the Caterpillar. her hands, and began:-“You are old, bee’ butsince it allthen.” came Alice replied in not a very melancholy voice. “Repeat several times “What do you mean byI’m that?” said theyou Caterpillar, sternly.“Explain yourself!” “I can’t I’mitafraid, Sir,”folded saidAlice Alice, “¬because I’m not myself, you see.” “I don’t are see.” “I you?” don’t see,”‘You saidare the Caterpillar. “I’mexplain afraid Imyself, can’t put moreAlice clearly,” replied, very politely, “for I can’t understand myself, I’m afraid, Sir,”different!” said Alice, “¬because myself, perhaps your beconfusing.”“It different,”said Alice:“all Ithe know is, itat would feelhead—Do very strange tothink, me.”Iat “You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously.“Who bit,”said it isup right?” Advice From aICaterpillar Theinto a Father William,” young said,“And your hair has become very white; And yet yousaid incessantly stand on your youhaven’t your hardly know, Sir, just presentat least I you know who was when got this morning, but Iwhen thinkyou must changed This was not an encouraging opening a conversation. Alice rather shyly,“I—I ityou?”“Not myself, to abegin with;the andCaterpillar.“Well beingman so for many different sizes infeelings a replied, day ismay very isn’t,” Caterpillar. “Well, perhaps found itage, soIyet,” said Alice; “but havehave to turn thelar Caterpillar. “Well, perhaps you haven’t found itthen so yet,” said you have to turn into athe chrysalisyou will some day, you knowand then that into a butterfly, I should think you knowandfor after that into a“but butterfly, Ithe should think you’ll it a little strange,won’t you?”“Not a bit,”said Caterpillar.“Well perhaps your feelings chrysalisyou will some day, Caterpillar and Alice looked at at each other some time inAlice; silence: atwhen lastlast the Caterpillar took thefeel hookah outout of of his mouth, and addressed herher in athe languid sleepy voice. “Who are you?” said themay be The Caterpillar and Alice looked each other for some time in silence: at Caterpillar took hookah his mouth, and addressed in aafter languid sleepy voice. “Who are you?” said the Caterpillar. you?”“Not a bit,”said the Caterpillar.“Well perhaps your feelings may be different,”said Alice:“all I know is, it would feel very strange to me.” “You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously.“Who are you?” Alice replied, very politely, “for I can’t understand it myself, to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.”“It isn’t,” said said the Caterpillar. “I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,” different,”said Alice:“all I know is, it would feel very strange to me.” “You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously.“Who are you?” Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly,“I—I hardly know, Sir, just at presentat least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must are“What old, Father William,” the young said,“And your hair has veryand white; And yetthat youinto incessantly onSir,” your head—Do you think,I’m at your age, it you is right?” Advice From a Caterpilfolded her hands, andtimes began:-“You aman chrysalisyou will some day,itbecome you knowthen after a abutterfly, I should think sternly.“Explain yourself!” “I can’t myself, I’m stand afraid, said Alice, “¬because notFather myself, see.” “I don’t have changed several since then.” do you mean by said thesaid Caterpillar, have changed several times then.” “What do you mean that?” Caterpillar, sternly.“Explain yourself!” “Iexplain can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir,” said Alice, “¬because not myself, you “IIsee,” don’t see,” I’ve tried tothat?” sayby ’How doth thethe little busy but allconfusing.”“It came different!” Alice replied in very melancholy voice. “Repeat ‘You are old, William,” said the Caterpillar. Alice remember what things?” said the Caterpillar.“Well, perhaps you haven’t found it so yet,” said Alice;but “but when you have to turn into the Caterpillar. “Well, politely, “for I can’t understand itsince myself, to begin with; andclearly,” being many different sizes in abee’ day is very isn’t,” said you?” said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for aso conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly,“I—I hardly know, Sir, just atwith; presentat least Iused know who I don’t was when Iathe got upisI’m this morning, Isee.” think must “I’m afraid I can’t put it more Alice replied, very politely, “for I can’t understand it myself, to begin and being so many different sizes in day very confusing.”“It isn’t,” said the said the Caterpillar. took the hookah out of its mouth again, and said ”So you think you are changed, do you?”“I’m afraid I am, Sir,” said Alice. “I can not remember things as I – and I keep same sixe for ten minutes together!” “Can’t sternly.“Explain yourself!” “I Alice can’t explain I’mAlice; afraid, Sir,” said Alice, “¬because I’m not myself, you see.” “I don’t see,” said the Caterpillar. “I’m afraid I can’tsleepy put itvoice. more clearly,” very that?” saidAdvice the Caterpillar, is right?” From a thought Caterpillar The Caterpillar and looked each other forand some time inafter silence: last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of hisknowmouth, and herinto in aa languid “Who areAliceitsreplied, “Well, perhaps you haven’t found it soatmyself, yet,” said “but when you have to turnwho into chrysalisyou will some day, you and then afteraway that butterfly, I should think Caterpillar. said theopening Caterpillar. Alice she might as well wait, as she had nothing else to do, perhaps all itIat might tell her worth hearing. For some minutes it addressed puffed without speaking; but at last it“What unfolded hardly know, Sir, just at presentat least know I awas I got up this morning, but I“You!” think Isaid must have changed several times then.” do mean by ing for a Alice conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly,“I—I said the Caterpillar. folded her hands, and began:-“You are old, Father William,” young said,“And your hair has become white; And you incessantly stand on your head—Do yousince think, atare your age,are it youarms, perhaps your feelings may bethe different,”said Alice:“all IAlice:“all know is,something itIwhen would feel very strange toyet me.” the Caterpillar contemptuously.“Who you?” you?”“Not a bit,”said Caterpillar.“Well athe bit,”said the Caterpillar.“Well perhaps your feelings may beman different,”said know is, itvery would feelreplied very strange to me.” “You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously.“Who The Caterpillar and Aliceyou?”“Not looked at each otherthe for some time in silence: attried last to thesay Caterpillar took the hookah out of and addressed her in a languid sleepy voice. “Who are you?” said Caterpillar. was not you?” an encouragI’ve ’How doth the little busy bee’ buthis it mouth, all came different!” Alice in a very melancholy voice. “Repeat ‘Youthe are old, FatherThis William,” together!” “Can’t remember what things?” said Caterpillar.“Well, folded hands, and began:-“You are old, Father William,” thethink young man your hair“but has when become white; And yetayou incessantly stand on your head—Do youIthink, at your ita is right?” Advice From “Well, perhaps youyou haven’t found it said,“And sochanged, yet,” said have to turn into chrysaliswill some day,as you knowand then after that into butterfly, I should thinka Caterpillar said Alice. “I can notyou remember things I used – and don’t keep theage, same sixe for ten minutes its arms,her took the hookah out ofCaterpillar. its mouth again, and said ”So you are doAlice; you?”“I’m afraidyou I very am, Sir,” I’ve tried say clearly,” ’How doth theand little busy bee’ butallititall came different!” Aliceitreplied intoa begin veryFor melancholy voice.it“Repeat ‘Youwithout are old,in Father William,” said the Caterpillar. Alice remember what Alice things?” said the Caterpillar.“Well, said the Caterpillar. she might asand well wait, as you she nothing toAlice do, perhaps after might tell her something worth hearing. some puffed away speaking; but atconfusing.”“It last it unfolded “I’m afraid I ”So can’t puthad itto more replied, very politely, I can’t understand myself, with; and many different a day very isn’t,” said the said the Caterpillar. said Alice. “I can not remember things asminutes Ibeing used –so and I don’t keepsizes the same sixeisfor ten minutes together!” “Can’t took the hookah outthought of its mouth again, said think you areelse changed, do you?”“I’m afraid I “for am, Sir,” sternly.“Explain can’thearing. explain myself, I’mminutes afraid,itSir,” saidaway Alice, “¬because I’m not see.” “Iits don’t see,” have changed several times since then.” “What younothing mean by that?” Caterpillar, Alice thought she might as well wait, as shedohad else to do,said andthe perhaps after all it might tell heryourself!” something“Iworth For some puffed without speaking; butmyself, at last you it unfolded arms, said the Caterpillar. you?” said the Caterpillar. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly,“I—I hardly know, Sir, just at presentat least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must is right?” Advice From a Caterpillar The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of his mouth, and addressed her in a languid sleepy voice. “Who are said the Caterpillar. Alice folded her hands, and began:-- “You are old, Father William,” the young man said,“And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head—Do you think, at your age, it together!” “Can’t remember what things?” said the Caterpillar.“Well, I’ve tried to say ’How doth the little busy bee’ but it all came different!” Alice replied in a very melancholy voice. “Repeat ‘You are old, Father William,” its arms, took the hookah out of its mouth again, and said ”So you think you are changed, do you?”“I’m afraid I am, Sir,” said Alice. “I can not remember things as I used – and I don’t keep the same sixe for ten minutes said the Caterpillar. Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing else to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing. For some minutes it puffed away without speaking; but at last it unfolded

“WHO ARE YOU?”

Solution }

Gravity designed the bags to be a window into a typographical world. Each bag is meant to embody some aspect of the experience of watching the movie, or reading the book Alice in Wonderland.

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Existence Magazine

Client } Existence Magazine 3 issues, paperback 8.5 in x 11 in

Challenge } The

founder of Existence Magazine came to Gravity to completely revamp their magazine. Existence is all about stainability in design, the green movement and producing an eco friendly magazine.

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Solution } Gravity redesigned the

magazine cover to cover. The design on the front cover extends to the back, emulating the idea of what goes around comes around. Articles were carefully selected and designed to show Stainability through design.

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What is blik? Environmental Graphics

Overview } What is Blik? Challenge } Gravityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s challenge was to design

decals with a nature theme that would stand out in the ever growing selection of wall decals found at What is Blik?

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Solution } The solution was simply crafted shapes and forms related to nature but still having graphic elements.

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West Elm Rug Patterns

Client } West Elm Rug Patterns Challenge } West Elm approached Gravity with the idea of a natural pattern designers could appreciate.

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Solution } Gravity took the idea and ran, coming up with these patterns crafted from microscopic images of trees.

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French Bull Dish Patterns

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Client } French Bull Melsmine Dish ware

Challenge } French Bull gave Gravity the challenge of doing a nautical theme collection.

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Solution } Gravityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s response is to combine graphic elements with traditionally nautical imagery.

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Owner, Sean Arten

89 Montana Blvd.

St.Augustine, Florida

904-392-7855

bicycles, parts & repair

bicycles, parts & repair bicycles, parts & repair Owner, Sean Arten 89 Montana Blvd. St.Augustine, Florida 904-392-7855

89 Montana Blvd.

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904-392-7855

bicycles, parts & repair St.Augustine, Florida 904-392-7855

n Arten a Blvd. Florida 2-7855

Owner, Sean Arten

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Pedalier Bicycle Shop Branding

Client } Pedalier Bicycle Shop Challenge } Pedalier approached Gravity with the idea of transforming their standard bike shop into a classically theme bicycle shop.

Solution } Gravity produced this lovely design incorporating sepia tones and classic bicycle imagery.

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The Tower

The Lovers

The Star

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Five of Swords

The Moon

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Artist Series Tarot

Discover a new kind of tarot! Find meanings in modern art Created especially for artiest, Artist Series Tarot cards are an interesting twist on your traditional tarot card.

ARTIST SERIES TAROT

Find new ways to see your future! Created especially for artiest, Artist Series Tarot cards are an interesting twist on your traditional tarot card.Find new ways to see your future! Created especially for artiest, Artist Series Tarot cards are an interesting twist on your traditional tarot card.Find new ways to see your future!Created especially for artiest, Artist Series Tarot cards are an interesting twist on your traditional tarot card.Find new ways to see your future! Created especially for artiest, Artist Series Tarot cards are an interesting twist on your traditional tarot card.Find new ways your future!

HANDBOOK

Client } Artist Series Tarot Challenge } Gravity was approached to make a modern art version of traditional tarot cards. Using the traditional meanings of the cards Gravity found modern art images that evoke or mimic the emotions of the card.

Solution } The solution was this deck with images from Picasso, Hannah Hooch and other modern art favorites.

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Lykke Li Branding

Client } Lykke Li Branding Challenge } Lykke Li is a Swedish pop singer with feminine but edgy style. Gravityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s challenge was to integrate beauty and intensity as well as Lykke Li does in her music.

Solution } The fusion of brown paper, vellum and subtle greys with the pop of blue was Gravityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s solution, giving a rough but feminine look. book1to3.indd 37

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Mod Podge Print Advertisement

Client } Mod Podge Challenge }

Mod Podge is a long running adhesive company that has many different finishes. Mod Podge was looking for a crafty advertisement with a handcrafted feel.

Solution } Gravity created a scan-o-gram of natural elements combined to make scenes of flying objects.

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Owner, Alexa Foster 209 Sunset Circle Tamarindo, Costa Rica 011 (506) 2653-0292 hatharesort@gmail.com

Hatha Hideaway Yoga Retreat Branding

Client } Hatha Hideaway Yoga Retreat

Challenge } Hatha Hideaway is located in Costa Rica, they teach yoga and meditation. Hatha Hideaway is dedicated to yoga and nature. Owner, Alexa Foster 209 Sunset Circle Tamarindo, Costa Rica 011 (506) 2653-0292

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Solution } Gravityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s solution was to do a simple design that merged the natural flow of yoga and nature. Using a calming but tropical color scheme and stamp like paisley Gravity intended tradition to meet serenity.

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Client } Little Monsters Wooden Toys Challenge } Little Monsters Wooden Toys have been around since

2002, crafting small wooden toys for children. Recently Little Monsters came to Gravity asking to come up with a new aspect to add to their traditional product.

Solution } Gravityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s solution was to revamp Little Monsters original

logo for a new modern feel and also to create a sticker kit so each child can customize their own skateboard.

Little Monsters Wooden Toys Branding

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