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Backstory

Miguel was going through a phase where he would seemingly break one keyboard per week (that of course XING would happily and immediately replace). Either the return key would suddenly stop working, or a key cap would fall off, or the keyboard would give him sporadic and vengeful (and deserved) electric shocks. Either way, a keyboard’s fate was sealed the second it landed on Miguel’s desk, hence his new nom de guerre.

What (visual designer) Miguel’s hands were doing anywhere near a keyboard for more than thirty seconds per day I still have no idea.

Artist’s Notes

This is probably the most accurate depiction of any face I have ever drawn. It’s an absoute spitting image. I also quite like the Wild West typeface.

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