My mother's old vacuum cleaner
The old lemon fruit pie. Brian, this is for you!
My mother's old vacuum cleaner
The old lemon fruit pie. Brian, this is for you!
Illustration for Harper's Bazaar (1956)
Black blue brown
Hello, tiger.
Erik Nitsche (September 7, 1908 - November 14, 1998) was a Swiss-born designer who, after moving to the United States at the age of 26, had a long and successful career as a graphic designer and art director. He's most famous for the work he did for General Dynamics, the engineering company, but also created many iconic record album and book covers. I love his abstract geometric images humanized by delicate color palettes. Enjoy!
General Dynamics Annual Report 1955 via
Poster for General Dynamics, Convair 880: world's fastest jetliner, 1959 via galerie123.com
Poster for General Dynamics, General Dynamics, liquid carbonic, medical gases, 1960
Poster for General Dynamics, Astrodynamics, Atoms for peace, 1955
Poster for General Dynamics (Triga around the world, General Atomic) 1960
Gebrauchsgraphic, April 1956
Fortune Magazine, 1954
J.S Bach, The Well-tempered clavier, Decca Records
Debussy, 12 Etudes for Decca Records
Decca Records via
Rachmaninoff for Decca Records via
Segovia for Decca Records
Mozart for Decca Records
Schumann Dichterliebe for Decca Records
Schubert for Decca Records
Magazine illustration, Eyes of the fighting 9th
Book cover for Harvest Books via
Read and see more here: iconofgraphics.com, Erik Nitsche Design Archive and galerie123.com
Griff, the wire-haired pointing griffon. 9x12 gouache on wood panel. The print will be in my etsy shop next week.
I have a couple of vivid memories about fruit pies. My dad used to go to 7-11 where he would purchase one for each of us 5 kiddos and we would devour them feverishly. Except for my brother, Brian. He always got the lemon flavor. And he ate it soooooo S-L-O-W-L-Y. So much so that the rest of us had long since finished ours, and were drooling for more. That's when he would tease us by making sounds of ecstasy while he savored each bite, even dipping his finger into the pie and licking off the gelatinous fruity filling with great animation.
The second is the time I ran away from home, walking for over a mile in the dark. I got as far as the 7-11 at the corner by the highway, where I bought a cherry fruit pie and hid in the adjacent field to consume it. When it was gone, so was the glamour of my adventure and I turned tail and went home. This is an entry in my art journal. See more on my art journal blog, shoulda woulda coulda