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My favorite logo and my favorite person. Happy birthday, @laureola. You make looking at letters more fun. I’m lucky I get to spend my life doing that with you.

My favorite logo and my favorite person. Happy birthday, @laureola. You make looking at letters more fun. I’m lucky I get to spend my life doing that with you.

The wise and warm Saki Mafundikwa (@sakimaf) visited @letterformarchive yesterday. He told a story about studying at Yale in the 1980s under Paul Rand and Bradbury Thompson. The main difference? When students presented their work to Rand, he would regularly make them cry with his harsh critiques. (He was particularly cruel to women.) When students presented their work in Thompson’s class, it was Thompson who cried, as he was often moved by their effort. It seems clear the experience informed Saki as to what kind of teacher and man he wanted to be.

This is my last IG post for a while. You can find me at those bio links! Social media is an amazing tool. It has lifted some wonderful people and important causes out of obscurity. But please don’t put all your eggs in this particular basket. Make your home on the web!

This is my last IG post for a while. You can find me at those bio links! Social media is an amazing tool. It has lifted some wonderful people and important causes out of obscurity. But please don’t put all your eggs in this particular basket. Make your home on the web!

This is my last IG post for a while. You can find me at those bio links! Social media is an amazing tool. It has lifted some wonderful people and important causes out of obscurity. But please don’t put all your eggs in this particular basket. Make your home on the web!

Lemoore, Armona, Hanford, Bakersfield

Lemoore, Armona, Hanford, Bakersfield

Lemoore, Armona, Hanford, Bakersfield

Lemoore, Armona, Hanford, Bakersfield

Lemoore, Armona, Hanford, Bakersfield

Lemoore, Armona, Hanford, Bakersfield

Flo was ageless.

For one, we have no idea how old she was. She had already mothered at least one litter by the time she adopted me in 2008.

But also, she had a face that never really left its kitten roundness. And a tiny frame that hid her age, even through her overweight years.

On the other hand, from the beginning, she had the presence and personality of an old sage. She was never very playful or rambunctious, and was content to politely greet each new person at the door and then settle into her favorite spot across the room and do her knitting. That said, when we arrived home after being away too long, she delivered a yell that can only be described as scolding.

Though she was never a lap cat, Flo preferred us at home. She developed a bond with @laureola that included routine fluffing on the sofa (only after a blanket was properly folded) and dinner prep conversations. Sometimes, Laura would be busy at her desk and casually look down to the floor and see Flo staring up at her, front feet together at their ballerina angle.

Laura and I sat in the vet’s exam room and held each other, stunned. As we faced the decision about whether to prolong her life, a vision of Flo’s early years flashed in my memory.

It was just a few weeks after the cat had permanently moved into my apartment (undeterred by the multiple times I collared her with a “please tag me or someone else will” and sent her back out in the neighborhood). When I came home from work one day, Flo was gone, and a window open. How could she have jumped from the second story? I wandered aimlessly around the yard, fearing I’d find her with a broken leg. Or worse. Just as I was giving up hope, she popped up on a wall at the end of the parking lot, pranced down the roof and hood of a car, and strolled right up to me.

“I’ve been out,” she said, as if it was no big deal. “I’ve been out on the streets since before you were born.”

Bruno Munari, “alfabeto e fantasia”, Milan, 1973

Bruno Munari, “alfabeto e fantasia”, Milan, 1973

Bruno Munari, “alfabeto e fantasia”, Milan, 1973

Feels a little silly turning a Mastodon post into an IG post, but most of the folks who need to see this only hang out here.

Feels a little silly turning a Mastodon post into an IG post, but most of the folks who need to see this only hang out here.

Feels a little silly turning a Mastodon post into an IG post, but most of the folks who need to see this only hang out here.

After 13 years, this thing is glowing again, thanks to Shawna @petersonneon! In 2010 I took her neon workshop and learned just how difficult it is to bend tubes of glass into tight corners. So I chose something simple: a tribute to my beloved childhood home in SLC. Then, a few weeks later, before I ever had a chance to hang it, I broke it like a dummy.

Fast forward to last week, when I ran into Shawna at @neonspeaks, and she – completely unsolicited – remembered the break and offered to fix it. What a saint!

After 13 years, this thing is glowing again, thanks to Shawna @petersonneon! In 2010 I took her neon workshop and learned just how difficult it is to bend tubes of glass into tight corners. So I chose something simple: a tribute to my beloved childhood home in SLC. Then, a few weeks later, before I ever had a chance to hang it, I broke it like a dummy.

Fast forward to last week, when I ran into Shawna at @neonspeaks, and she – completely unsolicited – remembered the break and offered to fix it. What a saint!

After 13 years, this thing is glowing again, thanks to Shawna @petersonneon! In 2010 I took her neon workshop and learned just how difficult it is to bend tubes of glass into tight corners. So I chose something simple: a tribute to my beloved childhood home in SLC. Then, a few weeks later, before I ever had a chance to hang it, I broke it like a dummy.

Fast forward to last week, when I ran into Shawna at @neonspeaks, and she – completely unsolicited – remembered the break and offered to fix it. What a saint!

After 13 years, this thing is glowing again, thanks to Shawna @petersonneon! In 2010 I took her neon workshop and learned just how difficult it is to bend tubes of glass into tight corners. So I chose something simple: a tribute to my beloved childhood home in SLC. Then, a few weeks later, before I ever had a chance to hang it, I broke it like a dummy.

Fast forward to last week, when I ran into Shawna at @neonspeaks, and she – completely unsolicited – remembered the break and offered to fix it. What a saint!

After 13 years, this thing is glowing again, thanks to Shawna @petersonneon! In 2010 I took her neon workshop and learned just how difficult it is to bend tubes of glass into tight corners. So I chose something simple: a tribute to my beloved childhood home in SLC. Then, a few weeks later, before I ever had a chance to hang it, I broke it like a dummy.

Fast forward to last week, when I ran into Shawna at @neonspeaks, and she – completely unsolicited – remembered the break and offered to fix it. What a saint!

Wake up and see the coffee! I’m riding alongside the wonderful Randall Ann Homan (@sfneonbook) for a virtual road trip of coffee shop neon in California. It’s part of the online @neonspeaks festival on Sep 16. Register for free: link in bio.

#Neon #NeonSigns #Lettering #Typography #Architecture #Googie

Thank you, Mr. Clark, for hiring a good painter for this handsome, understated sign many years ago. Thank you, whoever occupies this building now, for keeping it up and in good repair. What a script.

Clark worked from this office from 1960 until sometime in the 2000s. The property is now for sale. Let’s see if the sign survives.

Compressed-type paradise on the @letterformarchive blog today! So proud of this post, in the works for a while now. Thanks to @annegalperin for the deep research on phototype women, @tanyatypes for production, @aprilstar_ for the photos of the Photo-Lettering and Jeanyee Wong items in our collection, @ameliafont1 & @ritcarycollection for providing the Betti Haft/Will Burtin image, and @elisecarlton for the perfect remix of the PLINC catalog cover. Link in bio.

Compressed-type paradise on the @letterformarchive blog today! So proud of this post, in the works for a while now. Thanks to @annegalperin for the deep research on phototype women, @tanyatypes for production, @aprilstar_ for the photos of the Photo-Lettering and Jeanyee Wong items in our collection, @ameliafont1 & @ritcarycollection for providing the Betti Haft/Will Burtin image, and @elisecarlton for the perfect remix of the PLINC catalog cover. Link in bio.

Compressed-type paradise on the @letterformarchive blog today! So proud of this post, in the works for a while now. Thanks to @annegalperin for the deep research on phototype women, @tanyatypes for production, @aprilstar_ for the photos of the Photo-Lettering and Jeanyee Wong items in our collection, @ameliafont1 & @ritcarycollection for providing the Betti Haft/Will Burtin image, and @elisecarlton for the perfect remix of the PLINC catalog cover. Link in bio.

Compressed-type paradise on the @letterformarchive blog today! So proud of this post, in the works for a while now. Thanks to @annegalperin for the deep research on phototype women, @tanyatypes for production, @aprilstar_ for the photos of the Photo-Lettering and Jeanyee Wong items in our collection, @ameliafont1 & @ritcarycollection for providing the Betti Haft/Will Burtin image, and @elisecarlton for the perfect remix of the PLINC catalog cover. Link in bio.

Examples of these wooden address numbers have followed me my whole life, from my family’s summer condo in Idaho, to the house across the street from my childhood home in Salt Lake City, to the Oakland building where @laureola and I live now. (Photos of all these on my Flickr, linked in bio.)

If you live in the US, chances are you’ve seen them too.

Still seeking the designer and manufacturer. They were probably introduced in the early 1970s.