I can’t believe it’s been almost two years since I last wrote about typography. (If you’re a font geek, you may want to check out my list of common typographic diseases.)
Typography is one of my secret obsessions. Maybe it’s because—as a writer—I know that mere words will only get me so far. Words may impart information, but typefaces convey meaning. Here’s an example:
Don’t Nanumunga and Fontmoochers kind of make you want to die? Dying is fun! Scurlock and Ovidius Demi are more appropriately ominous. And Helvetica makes death look like just another sentence in a thoughtless corporate memo.
Call me weird, but I’m fascinated by letterforms. There are some fonts I actually find repellent. Others are inexplicably alluring and gorgeous to me—so much so that I’ll actually pay to use them.
My fascination with typography started a few years ago when I discovered Fontplay. The site’s design and navigation haven’t changed much since the late 1990s but there’s some beautiful work there, if you’re willing to dig for it.
Anyway … that was the first time I saw typography as a form of self-expression, and as an art. And since then I’ve amassed a huge collection of fonts. Occasionally, I even use them.
So today, on Typography Tuesday, it seems appropriate to share some of my recent projects. One caveat, though: I’m not a professional designer, so cut me some slack if you can do better. Like most of the things in my life, I dabble in typography simply because I love it.
Curious about the fonts I used? Drop me a note. I’ll gladly tell you their names—and where I found them.