Student Work in Exploring the Portrait and Self-Portrait, 2014
Type Portrait
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Michael C. HallTypographic PortraitJenn Chaput
Typographic Portrait Project Statement
Background:This is a portrait of actor Michael C. Hall, star of Showtime’s series Dexter. The portrait is made entirely from type, which is composed of text taken from the first book on the character en-titled, Darkly Dreaming Dexter.
Target Audiences:The target audience is the viewers and fans of the show, Dexter as well as potential newcomers to the fan base. It is meant to be an artistic promotional piece to the show that has been running for several years now. The viewers of this show range greatly from teenagers to the retired.
Objectives:The main objective is to attract attention to the show by using a unique design that might enhance the mental character of Dex-ter.
Obstacles:One obstacle is the fact that previously the show has used a lot of photography versus graphics to promote the show so it may be seen as fan art rather than a promotional piece.
Tone:The tone should be creative and quirky with a level of depth or mystery to match the atmosphere of the show and its character.
Media:The primary source will be from print ads, which could be placed in many locations or venues.
Examples/Inspiration
Final
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it would happen again, and again.
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pen
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ries
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is n
ame
Father
Donovan.
He taught m
usic to
the children
at St.
Anthony’s
Orphanage in
Homestead
, Florida.
The children
loved
him. And of course
He loved
the
children, oh very
much indeed. He
had devoted
a
whole life
to them.
Learned Creo
le and
Spanish. Learned their
music, to
o. All fo
r the
kids. E
veryth
ing he d
id, it was
all for th
e kids. E
verthing.
I watc
hed him this night as
I had
watched for so
many nights n
ow.
Watched as
he paused
in the orphanage
doorway to tal
k to a y
oung
black
girl who had
followed him out.
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mall,
no more thaneig
htyea
rs
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rst
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tteville
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stand, Father,” I
said, and th
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in my voicth e
to face m
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d w
his head sl
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e lifted
the sou
nd of it
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w, andP a s s
enge
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yself. Please,you have tounderst