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Ryan Duggan

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Dossier By John Dugan, April 15, 2013

In each edition of Dossier Nothing Major pulls classified profiles from our ultra secret files. This week, it's Chicago poster designer Ryan Duggan.

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Name: Ryan C. Duggan

DOB: 04/23/1983

Current City: Chicago

Current occupation: designer/screen printer

Career defining moment: Getting to make posters for Henry Rollins was a good one, but I think I'm still defining my career.


Last design item you bought: 1986 Swatch. I like the super simple black & white Swatches from this era. I actually have two of this same model just in case.

Most beloved item of clothing (past or present): Burgundy Carhartt beanie. I'm almost unrecognizable without it. Bought it at Farm & Fleet in 2006 and it's still doing its job.


Most treasured design object: The Dietzgen drafting table (c. 1920s) I got from my dad. It's recently been buried under a stack of prints, but I've put a lot of miles on that thing.

Worst trend you regret embracing: Fixed gear bicycles. So stupid. Thankfully I borrowed a friend's 18-speed road bike for a ride to Milwaukee in 2007 and never looked back. 


Favorite room in the house: Probably my print studio or the garage which has been converted into a bar/miniramp/men's lodge.

Favorite museum or gallery: I always enjoy a visit to the MCA.

Drink of choice: Hamm's beer. 

Artist/designer you collect: I have some Cody Hudson prints, but I hope to get a painting soon. Cody is Chicago's most solid guy, art-wise and otherwise.

Artist/designer you'd like to collect: I'd love to have a Raymond Pettibon piece.

Favorite album cover: Well, obviously the Pettibon Black Flag covers are all great. I also think CCR's Cosmos Factory is a pretty fantastic cover.

The best video ever was directed by: I'd have to say Aphex Twin's "Windowlicker" (Chris Cunningham)

Secret obsession:  Craigslist. I'm always finding something, even when I'm not looking for anything.