Buggre Alle this for a Larke. I amme sick to mye Hart of typefettinge. Master Biltonn if no Gentelmann, and Master Scagges noe more than a tighte fisted Southwarke Knobbefticke.
Anyway. If you haven't read Good Omens, go do so. I've got a loaner copy floating around somewhere.
I just finished a 6-week Typography class, and it went by very quickly in the manner of things requiring lots of hard work and not much time to do it. I'll be posting, again, a bit quickly, since I would like to move on to other projects while I still have a month of non-school time. So, this is the first and second assignment.
The first was hand-letting type using a blown-up photocopy and tracing paper, which does wonders for making you really see the details of letters. Once the letters were traced, which took this side of forever, we copied the traces and arranged the lines.
We had to figure out what spacing looked best on our own, with no computer intervention, and all of us ended up with similar patterns of letter, word and line spacing, introducing us to the joys of kerning and leading from a very intuitive standpoint. I would wax poetic about what a great project this was for introducing us to the world of letterforms and placement, but it was also bloody tedious and made me want to commit murder.
After this phase, we took the same quotes and created them on the computer, using the ubiquitous Adobe programs to fiddle the letters and lines around to match our hand-lettered pages.
Turns out you need a lot of fiddling around to make everything line up properly, which was, again, the point of the exercise. Then blah blah put them next to each other for contrast blah.
Gotta catch a bus. No funny bits this time.
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