poster child and being in the rite spot

k, che and i went to see a visting designer (and k's teacher for a week) last night, James Victore, who is a (in my mind) an obvious brilliant and principled designer, but alas an egoist and probably more than a bit of an asshole. someone who you can love and hate in the same breath.

afterwards we retired to the rite spot for some nibbles, drinks and (after k abandoned us for complicated Photoshop work) nonsensical sketching to the old jazz tunes of the frisky frolics who were better than their name.