There was a time when I thought that people could be divided into two groups: the serifs and the sans. A bit like the Beatles/Rolling Stones divide, I saw this as an immutable law - fixed and unwavering. For myself, I was sans-serif through and through. Curlicues are for nancy-boys, thought I.
I still lean towards all things sans-serif - it's just that little bit more rock and roll, but somewhere along the line the black and white faded to grey and suddenly I'm mixing my helveticas with my couriers. These are a sample of my flour bag collection, go here for more typeface diatribe.
x to you
love! ;)
Posted by: justine | March 29, 2008 at 01:44 PM