That’s for my wife.
Long story short: her grandfather was a letterpress hobbyist who gave some thought to the idea that his sons might one day use his equipment to open a shop. They didn’t and so his equipment and hobbyist prints vanished.
However, with my wife in the process of becoming a “leddapressah,” I’ve decided that the shop she might have inherited in an alternate universe deserved a logo.
And the award for weirdest headline visuals goes to VW’s vagina tunnel.
If headline writing is an art form, this is the Duchamp.
“Titties titties ass, titties ass, titties ass” is one of those nonsense songs that I occasionally sing to myself as I am working.
Anyway.
“Must be illy” is one of my favorite graffiti non sequiturs. I’ve sort of internalized it as the days find me spending more time in Illustrator.