A couple months late with this, but what the hey. I feel like I need to weigh in on the re-painting of the DKNY mural at the intersection of Broadway and Houston Street in New York City. A travesty.
As I stood in line at my local U.S. Post Office today (mailing a Mother’s Day package), having to dispose of an old envelope and a used-up stamp book, I was outraged that there was no recycling bin in sight. Standing in a post-office line gives one ample time to think, and often leads…
So the latest iPhone came out this past weekend. (Heard about it?) It can do so many things I can not comprehend (30,000 apps and counting). It’s just incredible.
I still don’t have one.
Grave as the subject is, I was warmed to read a typography story in the “Talk of the Town” section of the New Yorker this week. On the design considerations [and complications] of arranging all two-thousand-nine-hundred-and-eighty-two names on the memorial at the World Trade Center site. Lovely piece of writing.
A friend who lives nearby sent along this lovely photo of Metropolitan Avenue at Graham — our closest subway stop (Graham Avenue on the L line). It was taken in the summer of 1937 by Berenice Abbott (available from the New York Public Library digital archives here).
“As far as I’m concerned, the whole point of living in New York City is indoors. You want greenery? Order the spinach.” — David Rakoff, from the essay “In New England Everyone Calls You Dave,” collected in his book Fraud.
Now I know what the medalists in Sochi feel like! I just received a silver medal from the Society of Illustrators for the art-direction of this lovely piece, “A Year in Trees,” illustrated by the incredible Rebecca Mock. What a huge honor! (Queue the Star-Spangled…
Loved this lady in the newspaper on X-Mas. “Hallmark’s Cher,” as her co-workers call her.
I’m curious: How do y’all feel about “fun type?” You know — typography that feels ‘bouncy’ or ‘playful,’or like what it really wants to say is Party Time!!? Well. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately.
Snuggle up with your nearest radiator. Obvi.
