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Dowling Duncan and redesigning the American Dollar:

Why the size?
We have kept the width the same as the existing dollars. However we have changed the size of the note so that the one dollar is shorter and the 100 dollar is the longest. When stacked on top of each other it is easy to see how much money you have. It also makes it easier for the visually impaired to distinguish between notes.

Why a vertical format?
When we researched how notes are used we realized people tend to handle and deal with money vertically rather than horizontally. You tend to hold a wallet or purse vertically when searching for notes. The majority of people hand over notes vertically when making purchases. All machines accept notes vertically. Therefore a vertical note makes more sense.

Why different colors?
It’s one of the strongest ways graphically to distinguish one note from another.

Why these designs?
We wanted a concept behind the imagery so that the image directly relates to the value of each note. We also wanted the notes to be educational, not only for those living in America but visitors as well. Each note uses a black and white image depicting a particular aspect of American history and culture. They are then overprinted with informational graphics or a pattern relating to that particular image.

$1 – The first African American president
$5 – The five biggest native American tribes
$10 – The bill of rights, the first 10 amendments to the US Constitution
$20 – 20th Century America
$50 – The 50 States of America
$100 – The first 100 days of President Franklin Roosevelt. During this time he led the congress to pass more important legislations than most presidents pass in their entire term. This helped fight the economic crises at the time of the great depression. Ever since, every new president has been judged on how well they have done during the first 100 days of their term.

Love these.

Cool Design!

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It is very strange to look at pictures of people you saw nearly every day, or at least every week day, of your life for 12 or more years and have there features become somewhat unfamiliar to you. No longer tied so tightly to a personality, but appearance that is less biased to past feelings and shared experience, good or bad. Seeing how those we grew up with could be considered handsome or pretty if they were just pictures instead of children you grew and fought and played and learned with.

It’s a strange thing, memories.

Solo by Rana Dasgupta

“You mustn’t think about the other people’s pain. It will never end. Look at the people you know, how much they have suffered, and multiply it by the population of the world. You could never imagine the volume of that suffering. It would destroy your own significance, and there’s no point in it.”

This is a review of a book I haven’t finished, but I just couldn’t wait.

Despite the daily bombardment of our senses by media, the television, audio and video, even the fading newspapers, there are few things that can move one as deeply as a book. This is the type of book that shakes you without mercy. This is a story about a man, a story about history, but more importantly and shockingly, this is a story about humanity; about the wars we wage and hearts we break and the things we can’t fix no matter how hard we wish for it. It is down to earth and heart breaking in it’s entirety, so real it feels like it could crumble in my own hands, and yet whimsical enough that on reflection I may not believe it ever happened.

This is not a book for people who merely like pretty stories.

I mean it’s brutal, and dreams are torn to pieces, and it feels like it’s too much to hold, but it’s brilliant and insightful and vivid and it makes you face horrible things. A reality check is a nice reminder, I mean, learning chemistry and physics and math (even statistics) is pretty fantastic when you’re comparing it to never seeing your children again and work camps.

Anyways, I guess any formality that I may have originally intended in this review has evaded me. My closing statements are:

1. Go read this NOW

2. Homework does not equal suffering of any significant magnitude

3. I mean if you’re at Waterloo you’re almost obligated to like homework anyways

Oh yeah, and the second half is more cheerful I believe. Daydreams. Although still tinged with sadness when you’re privy to the reality they hide. Did I say tinged? I mean soaked, like seriously, buckets of sadness here.

4. I stand by my previous statement: “I love books that make me ache”