Nature or nurture? Well, when it comes to typography Kanibal Home has our friends to blame for that obsession. Blessed (and sometimes bored) by our group of talented graphic designer friends, I've been listening for years -- but not contributing -- to the back and forth discussions detailing everything from the values of white space to all the "posers" in the web design field. Mind you, this is a very opinionated bunch. And, for better or worse, I think all these informal typography lessons have finally imbedded themselves in my brain.
Wooden Letter A
I've always had an appreciation for the way the correct usage of font can express an emotion (squiggly writing is girly, blocky is industrial and modern -- somewhere my friends are reading this blog and cringing while screaming at their monitors "Helvetica! What does she mean by squiggly?!") Now I'm semi-obsessed with finding vintage home products that give a nod to the art that is typography.
I have my terrific graphic designer friends to thank (and blame) for this newest obsession.