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Hi, my name is Phillip Nievera Retuta, and welcome to my personal website. I'm a digital designer, artist, and art director by career, living in Brooklyn, NY. I was born in Chicago to two very wonderful immigrant, Filipino parents, and I have a brother who is also a designer. For undergrad, I went to the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign to study English Literature, and for graduate school, Parsons the New School for Design to study Design + Technology. I'm currently employed as the graphic and lead web designer at The New York Institute of Technology. I have an awesome dog named Nico, who will one day be Instagram famous. I also draw comics on my spare time. I love cooking, typography, and polaroid film. I hate loud clubs, crowded subways, and phonies.
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Man’s Best Friend.
My dog, Nico Doggerton, has been by my side since 2007. I named her (yes, "her") after Nico of The Velvet Underground and of Andy Warhol fame. When she was about a year old, I adopted her during my senior year of college from a shelter in Urbana-Champaign. Since then, the husky-labrador (or "huskador") mix has moved with me from rural Illinois, to back home in Chicago, to New Jersey, to now New York City. I love my pet very much, and Nico is incredibly patient for a dog -- as evident of all the goddamned photographs and videos I take of her. She hates brooms and hides in the bathtub when fireworks go off, but Nico thoroughly enjoys belly rubs, fabric squeaky toys, and pizza crusts.
Creativity Is Key.
Portfolio.
Check out my work over here.
I Like To Write.
Latest Tweet.
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Latest Blog Post.
- A Culture of Observation, Post-2016.I was riding the bus today, and through the window I spot on Vanderbilt a pair of USPS mailboxes that stood out. They were painted over decorated with “We Heart The Post Office” in bold, jumbo letters — the kind of styling that looked it was a school project. As we drove past the mailboxes, […]