There was a telling moment. In an extract from his journal (snippets of which are about a third of the total content of this book), genius-designer Sagmeister talks about arriving in New York and looking through a book of some of the local design studios' recent work. While much of it was very good, which is no surprise considering it would have been from some of the best studios in the world, he found it boring.
Everything was good; nothing was interesting. And this is all Sagmeister want's to do – something interesting. Not something that reflects the tastes and styles of a time, nothing that references great moments in design history, nothing for designers to look at and simply sputter "oh, yes, that's a clever reference."
The obvious thing to say is that he is an incredibly talented designer. The second obvious thing from this book is that it's filled to the brim with interesting and original work, thought-provoking executions and guts. Sagmeister has guts.
It would be so easy to look at his work and just think about the processes he's gone through, whether it would be a printing technique, an illustration style or a certain use of images, and think this is where the magic lies. It wouldn't be a complete non-truth – much praise can be given to the processes Sagmeister devises as they are often very clever, interesting and, dare it be said, unique.
But process alone is empty. Sagmeister raises a point Katherine McCoy makes – design can not raise above it's content.
Sagmeister's true magic lies in knowing how to make the content interesting, in asking the right questions of the client and trying to considering the audience as best he can. Many of us will stick to what we're given – take the content provided and wrap it up nicely. It seems as if Sagmeister tries to do more than this and, if the content is dry, attempts to make the design so interesting that it's hard to know where it finishes and content begins.
More than talented, he's charming. He's honest, open and willing to let it all hang out (often, literally. Buy this book and you will see him naked. Several times). This isn't a collection of greatest hits, like most designer's monographs are, but a collection which has made Sagmeister the designer, nay, the person, he is.
Through very honest writing from Peter Hall and Sagmeister's own journal entries, we don't just see his winning moments, but probably more often than not, the things that went wrong. We hear about the expensive photoshoots that return poor photos, the long and stressful hours to produce subpar and boring work.
It's so easy to put the legends of our fields on high-horses and assume their work flows from their hands as easily as blood from a vein. This might be a burden the successful have to bear – we become so use to their uprisings, that their downfalls are often kept hidden from us, lest they are thrown from their steeds.
It seems as if Sagmeister cares little of his horse, often appearing as if he has fought his ego and won, at least in part. We see the work he is embarrassed by and he tells us he's embarrassed.
This reminds us that he is human, that he is a normal designer with the same shitty client experiences we all have had to endure, and even worse, the same self doubts. But he keeps going. He's listened to his passion and allowed it to flourish, always wanting to do work he finds interesting.
I can't help but wonder if this is why he is such a good designer. Because he doesn't allow his ego to hide his scars. Because he is always willing to do something unique and interesting and different – the kind of thing most of us might consider for a moment, then just as easily brush it away, thinking it too bizarre or expensive or that the client won't go for it.
A random fact from my childhood came through while reading this book, one I'm not even sure is true, but probably doesn't matter whether it is or isn't: Michael Jordan held two records – most baskets sunk, and most baskets missed.
I think Sagmeister, like Jordan, isn't worried about the times the ball missed the ring, but might even be proud of them, knowing that to have missed, he had to have thrown the ball.