Typeface is so much an integral part of our every day life. Yet, let me be the first to admit how little I really put any thought into this…
Logos and Graffiti by Michael Doyle Walking the streets of New York City There is something beneath the gritty That shines through for all the better Sometimes revealed in its plethora of letters All the logos and graffiti Reach out and call to me The words that call are shaped by hands Bent on bringing what we understand It's a rawness open to interpretation Moving our written culture in its anticipation Relentless in its subtle desire for perfection Given to the feel that reproves correction An external dialog becoming conceived Into a typeface that can be believed Sleight of hand in its elemental Letters are always crucially fundamental Sometimes overshot in balanced complexity Yet to the eye, appearances are of simplicity None of which would ever really last Were it not for the magic of contrast (c) March 9, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 