It is bleak and rainy here in NYC, the ground covered with last night's dirty, wet snow. I was already off to a slow start today, feeling less than inspired. And then news came via text that Domino, the bible of fresh, young, design has been closed. I've heard the rumours for months now, each time thinking it must be a joke. This time, it is real.
I've never loved a magazine more. I remember being at my first design job when they opened, a place frequently mentioned between the glossy pages of Domino.I remember feeling elated when it arrived monthly at my doorstep. I actually used those stupid post-it style tabs to mark ideas, objects, and designs that inspired.
I fucking loved Domino.
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