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2010-04-29T17:35:00.000-07:00

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2010-04-28T19:03:00.001-07:00

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Fox

2010-01-24T19:30:00.000-08:00

2009-10-29T15:18:00.000-07:00

2009-07-09T21:52:00.000-07:00

Drawn by Nate. Painted by Mere.

2009-07-03T00:08:00.000-07:00

Congratulations Cody and Julia

hand:sketch

2009-06-25T11:46:00.000-07:00

10,227 days

2009-06-01T00:50:00.001-07:00

Rocket Race

2009-05-15T15:05:00.000-07:00

From my sketch book.

2009-05-11T10:30:00.000-07:00

When you have the means to convey a message, but have no message to convey.

Robber Dillon

2009-03-18T16:34:00.001-07:00

Roshomon Poster

2009-03-08T20:47:00.000-07:00

I made the sketch for this poster when I was in school.

It was deemed too violent so it was never produced... until today.

Valentines Day Card

2009-02-14T10:00:00.000-08:00

Things are changing

2009-01-30T13:53:00.000-08:00

As they most certainly have before, and will again. I find for myself, those I care about, the nation, for all these, I find that now we stand at the edge of change. Usually this is where one goes into a metaphor that involves something like darkness at the edge of a steep precipice and a leap of faith, courage and the difference between success and failure. I'm not going there. Maybe that's cowardly, not straining into your divining navel to find out what the future holds for yourself. But maybe it's wise. Much of the stress of life comes from the anticipation of what is to (but may not) come. I don't need it, don't want it. I have an idea of what I should do and I'll do it. There is so much in the present that is worth my attention. So much.

Tomorrow is sufficient for the evil thereof.

Final Project

2008-11-24T01:33:00.000-08:00

After a semester of work and two weeks with almost no sleep I finished my senior project. My project was to create visual identities for three people based on their personalities. It feels good to be done.

Don't Go Far Off

2008-10-31T19:17:00.000-07:00

I was awarded First Place for Motion Design at the BYU–Idaho Student Art Show for this piece.

Evolve Logo

2008-10-31T14:47:00.000-07:00

Two logo options for a stylish hotel based in Chicago.

Self Portrait 10/10

2008-10-31T02:11:00.001-07:00

Self Portrait 9/10

2008-09-15T20:26:00.000-07:00

Self Portrait 8/10

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Self Portrait 7/10

2008-09-13T21:37:00.000-07:00

Self Portrait 6/10

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Self Portrait 5/10

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Self Portrait 4/10

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Self Portrait 3/10

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Self Portrait 2/10

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Self Portrait 1/10

2008-09-07T21:21:00.000-07:00

I'm more punk than you

2008-08-10T01:58:00.001-07:00

Notes

2008-07-21T00:07:00.000-07:00

It's a seven hour drive from Rexburg to Spokane. Taking that drive alone gives me a lot of time to think. This time I recorded some of those thoughts on the most convenient writing surface available. (The pie chart shows that the relationship between the safety of writing while driving and the legibility of the writing is inversly proportionate)

Stare

2008-07-13T23:56:00.000-07:00

Posters

2008-07-03T23:01:00.001-07:00

For the upcoming Artery Meeting. Photography by Maddy Lucas

U.S. Air Force Brass Ensemble

2008-06-17T22:18:00.000-07:00

A revisit of an old drawing for my printmaking class

I feel like a line drawing

2008-06-07T23:23:00.000-07:00

aresponsibility

2008-05-03T11:12:00.000-07:00

Angels Landing

Sven Taow at Green Valley Gap

Just between this and last semester I took to the road with Jordan and headed south to forsake the world and find the sun. For a week. Climbing, hiking, kite wars, soccer, sun burns, camping and red rock canyon walls. What I like about going south is that no man has a claim on me or my time there. I came and went as I pleased. To go as slow or as fast as you want, no outside pressure yanking you this way or that, is a rare luxury and I took full advantage it. When you have no obligations, no ties, no plans, no time (we have NO time–we don't need it) you can't be responsible or irresponsible and it's beautiful. For me it's an independence that can only come in short, concentrated bursts. For a brief time, before reassuming my life of promises and priorities, before reacquainting myself with success or failure, I am untethered and rambling. I am an island.

onomatopoeia

2008-04-11T02:08:00.000-07:00

A poster for a concert featuring songs that contain onomatopoeias.

DIG

2008-03-17T11:34:00.000-07:00

A logo and motion piece I made for a fictional boot company.

Typography Project

2008-03-05T22:23:00.001-08:00

In Typography we get to use other peoples reports.

You just have to make it look nice. See all 6 pages.

Balance in a World of Chaos

2008-02-27T13:40:00.001-08:00

2008-02-25T23:53:00.000-08:00

Stuck

2008-02-22T00:04:00.000-08:00

I tried to print part of one of my design assignments and nothing came out. Hours later this was pulled from the rollers. I had jammed the printer and inadvertently improved the design.

2008-02-19T11:18:00.001-08:00

working on getting control of the things I can. clean lines.

There's glass between us

2008-01-30T12:10:00.001-08:00

Don't Go Far Off

2008-01-12T19:10:00.000-08:00

The final for my motion design class. Inspired by the poem which follows.

I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Pablo Neruda

2008

2008-01-02T14:52:00.000-08:00

The year of Nate.

Long-necked Girl

2007-12-31T14:53:00.000-08:00

I got a Wacom pen and tablet for Christmas. This is my first attempt to get acquainted with it.

Sketches

2007-12-23T19:59:00.000-08:00

The other night I got out a pen that I had been carrying in my pocket for the past couple of weeks to do a quick sketch. Sometime in the last week the pen had broken and ink had leaked out all in the cap. This happens every once in a while and usually I just throw the pen away. This time I thought hey, go with it. I snapped the tip of the pen off and enjoyed working with the ink. All loose.

2007-12-06T20:20:00.001-08:00

six things about me.

2007-12-02T13:14:00.000-08:00

1. I hate bananas. Really.

2. There is always a drum-beat going on in my head. Sometimes I drum along.

3. I am a type snob. I look at type everywhere and I am opinionated about how it ought to be used.

4. I allowed my best friends to light me on fire. Don't worry, it was for a movie and we had a blanket on hand in case things got out of control. (This takes number one on the stupid things I've done list)

5. I like me some philosophy. I love to read, think about, and discuss philosophy. For me it's just something that happens as a natural consequence to being alive.

6. I tend to view furniture, stairs, walls, holes, trees etc. as obstacles I need to maneuver through, over, past or around. If you see me walking regular, it's probably cause I am holding back (so can still fit in with society)

I posted this cause I was "tagged" to share six things about myself that most people don't know. Because most people I know would not want me to "tag" them, I won't.

Break the Rules

2007-11-29T14:34:00.001-08:00

ink and gouche

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2007-11-15T23:19:00.000-08:00

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
–1 Corinthians 13:1

Sandpaper and paint

2007-11-04T00:07:00.000-07:00

smoothe asphalt

2007-10-31T01:57:00.000-07:00

Christmas Poster

2007-10-30T14:31:00.000-07:00

Artery Poster

2007-10-25T14:16:00.000-07:00

Invitation

2007-10-20T15:32:00.000-07:00

I made a series of invitations for the Artery, the new student graphic design society at school. Try to guess the type face being used. The pictures are clues. Here is an easy one. See all six

byproduct

2007-10-20T15:30:00.000-07:00

guitar player

2007-10-18T02:12:00.001-07:00

Grapes

2007-10-14T14:54:00.000-07:00

2007-10-08T00:13:00.000-07:00

natemecham.com has a new look. I dispatched the superfluous pages that have been around since I first made the website(that no one looks at anymore). For now it's all blog. I also put in a customized header, played around with the colors and added some more links. check 'em out.

countdown

2007-09-29T21:14:00.000-07:00

Motion Design Class assignment: Make a countdown (5 second time limit).

oil-lift-out

2007-09-29T21:08:00.000-07:00

Two oil-lift-out paintings I did for media experimentation. Which do you like best?

Nate Update

2007-09-24T21:13:00.000-07:00

I'm back in school and sure that no one is surprised by that. I've been doing this for years and I can see no reason to stop. (I have to stop, but thats not a reason– it's a regulation.) I should graduate in three semesters (counting this one), once I get enough credits for a degree they'll ship me out there into what they have ominously termed the real world. You mean all this stuff I've been doing isn't real? I'd complain but no one real is around to listen. It's quite paradoxical. Really.

I work at Creative Services, the in-house graphics department for my school. It's great. When I first got back to this semi-forsaken land I didn't feel I was home until I stepped into the studio. The second week of classes I showed up to my afternoon class an hour late cause I was so involved in work that I forgot everything else. (It's a good thing that breathing is controlled by the autonomic nervous system or I'd run into some serious problems at work.) Despite any life or grade threatening issues that arise, I like the work and I'm glad to get paid for it. And really, I pay to do the same things in my classes. I suppose we could work out some sort of trade, but unless my local grocer accepts design as legal tender I think I would have to eat my work. Which would be alright, but some of the things I use are toxic and I can't use the same paste as I did in kindergarten.

I'm trying to be a little lighter these days too. I think I can get caught up in being critical, analytical and serious too easily. And while those aren't bad things, they are safe. I don't have to bring much to do that. So I want to focus on being more creative. Get some of me out there. Risk it.

We'll see how it goes.

Motion Design Class

2007-09-15T19:14:00.000-07:00

The assignment was make a black ball move in a natural way. Then I had a little fun with it.

Day-light is gone and I want to go home.

2007-09-04T21:42:00.000-07:00

One of the greatest things about the Alaskan summer is the immense amount of daylight it gets. As fall approaches the days are getting shorter and the work is becoming tedious. The weekly routines were run through repetitiously and have left well worn grooves. Mystery has given way to revelation and my life is decorated with new fingerprints. The sun is setting on summer and it's time to go home.

2007-08-19T23:49:00.001-07:00

Summertime Jam

2007-08-19T22:46:00.000-07:00

A summer time jam session with my Dad, Matt, Mel. Towards the end you can hear my nephew try to play along with us. The poor guy was crushed when I signed for him to be quiet. Watch his face.

White Pass Overdrive

2007-08-17T11:44:00.000-07:00

napkin

2007-08-16T21:05:00.000-07:00

2007-08-11T18:43:00.001-07:00

Fireworks

2007-07-12T19:58:00.000-07:00

She likes the white ones and blue
like the damp fire-light I can see in her eyes
It's not the warm color of her chin on my shoulder
or the scared hue that I told her goodnight
walked down the stairs and out of her life
It burns and it's blinding and gone in a moment
It's classic and quiet in a hush that is lasting
I've always thought that they wore out the night
now I like the white ones and blue

2007-06-22T20:56:00.000-07:00

Birthday '07

2007-06-02T19:55:00.000-07:00

My 26th birthday was great. Rode the train to Denver Valley and hiked up to Denver Glacier. Had dinner in an expensive Skagway Restaurant and had a fire and roasted marshmallows. All with new summer friends. Thanks to everyone who celebrated the anniversary of my birth with or without me.

Denver Valley

Denver Glacier

Sitting upon the Stone Throne

2007-05-13T19:30:00.000-07:00

Send >

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Nate Mecham
P.O. box #1225
Skagway, AK 99840

Alaska

2007-05-03T21:47:00.000-07:00

...and I may be gone a while.

2007-04-08T12:12:00.000-07:00

Death is a great stone rolled away.

Print proof

2007-03-17T15:42:00.000-07:00

The engraved print blocks for the Articles of Faith book I designed have arrived.

Spring Break '07

2007-03-16T00:14:00.000-07:00

BYU-Idaho doesn't have a spring break scheduled on its calender so I took mine without them.

Self Portraits

2007-02-25T12:56:00.000-08:00

Simplify

2007-02-19T23:24:00.000-08:00

"...Pretend I shaved my head and tried to be a monk."

2007-02-12T23:01:00.000-08:00

2007-02-04T23:08:00.000-08:00

A happy birthday card.

Designed by my little brother Jared. Produced by both of us.

1 : 1.618

2007-02-03T11:57:00.000-08:00

A Golden Ratio calculator

2007-01-27T15:31:00.000-08:00

Maybe...

2007-01-21T21:46:00.000-08:00

there is little made that is beautiful in this world without planning or practice.

2007-01-20T11:39:00.000-08:00

2007-01-19T09:32:00.000-08:00

By all means break the rules. Break them eloquently, beautifully and well.
–Robert Bringhurst

Rexburg, Idaho 2003

2007-01-05T17:35:00.000-08:00

Life becomes clear when you can stare at it long enough through a windshield.

2006-12-31T15:30:00.000-08:00

I love spending a healthy slice of my day alone in a car, so long as it isn't terribly frequent. I seem, at the time, to be profoundly rational, brave and poetic. The music becomes me. I feel it, a narration of my life, nearly overpower me. I am moving. Ready for life to come at me fast.

Last night I chased the moon down Idaho and into Utah. It lighted my door frame, a waning companion. I took the opportunity to make an offering on the alter of the onramp. I've decided not to share any details; the thoughts came to me when I was alone and I don't want to betray them. In general, I reflected on my life, gathered some resolve and I am prepared to live the New Year.

Happy and Grateful.

CD Album Art

2006-12-19T11:37:00.000-08:00

For my graphic design class I had to design an album for an existing band. Madeline Walks is a band my brother Matt is in. Check out the whole book.

2006-11-25T16:30:00.000-08:00

How is it that I most frequently feel inspired to live life to the fullest immediatly after I have spent two solid hours sitting through a movie?

2006-11-14T19:32:00.000-08:00

If you are not prepared to be wrong, you will never come up with anything original.
-Sir Ken Robinson

Tribal Zion (the pictures)

2006-11-10T19:33:00.000-08:00

See 9-22-06

2006-11-05T23:03:00.000-08:00

I saw the first time
red, powder hands; real as mine
I won't go closer.

Old Testament

2006-11-04T13:06:00.000-08:00

A paper I wrote on a possible allegory I found in the Old Testament concerning the relationship and symbolism of the two oldest sons of the prophets.
Read it

Batter my heart

2006-11-01T23:31:00.000-08:00

Batter my heart, three-person'd God ; for you
As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy ;
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

--John Donne

2006-10-10T19:45:00.000-07:00

2006-10-09T12:13:00.000-07:00

Four years ago today I came home from my mission.

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Even when life is great, sometimes the only thing that gets you through is a sad song.

Don't Think Twice