When I pulled this out of the little baggie of carrots I bought yesterday, I went through a full range of emotions. Shock, disgust, wonder, then something like motherly-love, for her disfigured baby. Then I just got all academic on it and it made me start thinking of form and adaptation. Design, by nature, is an art form that relies on adaptation—having to adapt to the client, to the parameters of medium (print, web, etc), audience, and of course, cost. These little carrot buddies must have been in a tight spot together, demanding of each other that they make it work or perish. Like all of us designers who make it out of each project alive, hopefully what also results is something that is out of the box, given the circumstances.
