Wendell Didone, Free Font

One of my grandpa's best habits was writing elaborate birthday notes in his own ostentatiously idiosyncratic, hand-drawn version of Bodoni or Didot. This was entirely in keeping with his character. He was thoroughly modern, but gentle and classical at the same time. He liked France, loved his wife, was briefly Frank Gehry's boss, and liked… Continue reading Wendell Didone, Free Font

2019, My Year in Listening

Grad school upended how I listen to music. Mostly, music with discernible lyrics was out. As you'll see, I listened to a lot of Spanish language music. But this was year of mostly classical music, including more baroque music than I care to admit. This is the year where the occasional, subtle dissonances that you… Continue reading 2019, My Year in Listening