“For manners are not idle, but the fruit
Of loyal nature and of noble mind.”
Kids today in school don’t learn cursive. I kid you not Mom. There will come a time when many will not understand the writing of the generation they care for in their nursing home.
I suppose Marshall McLuhan would have a field day with that. After all, the medium is the message.
Grandma’s notebook I found really says it all I think. Probably looks like chicken scratches to some, though, even now.
Been a gradual steering away from cursive writing, though, if you think about it. Grandma learned cursive first she said, then later they learned to print. So even her printing had tails. Then with you and I, it was reversed. NOW, they don’t even teach them cursive writing.
I guess typography has become something of a passion though since I started this blog. Probably goes back to our newspaper background you know Mom.
“While I dream;
Half in slumber I am gliding
Eastward indistinctly gliding
Down the stream.
~ E. Pauline Johnson
Those summers I spent at the paper, doing up all those ads, using all that is now antiquated technology. Standing there at those old wooden draft tables that lined the upstairs of the paper. Guess the whole ambiance of the place has stayed with me. Probably soaked in through my skin via all that newsprint on our fingers from tying up the paper every Tuesday night, since I was 12, for the Wednesday deliveries. Seeped into my bloodstream, and engaged my soul, I suppose.
Have gone back and forth, you know, with the typography on this blog. Sans Serif, or Serif. Back and forth.
Yet in the past I went the modern route, with sans the serif.
Missed those occasional frills and curls of Serif, for emphasis.
I do admit, I love the slanting, swirl of a serif font, for quotes, and bits of conversation. A story to me seems almost naked without that little tail.
Plus, since I started posting fiction, I can’t help but miss the typography of most of the books I’ve read throughout my life. Heck, half of them actually LIST the typography.
Yeah, so I guess I am a little on the fence when it comes to sans-serif vs serif still.
Serifs are used to guide the horizontal “flow” of the eyes; The lack of serifs is said to contribute to a vertical stress in sans serifs, which is supposed to compete with the horizontal flow of reading ( De Lange et al., 1993 ).
These are the most common claims when trying to make a case for the utility of serifs. However, serifs cannot in any way be said to “guide the eye”. In 1878, Professor Emile Javal of the University of Paris established that the eyes did not move along a line of text in one smooth sweep but in a series of quick jerks which he called saccadic movements ( Spencer, 1968, p. 13; Rayner & Pollatsek, 1989, pp. 113-123 ). Unfortunately many graphic designers and typographers continue to use this rationale for the existence of serifs, due to a lack of communication and cooperation with the research community.
Anywho, so I decided on serif for now. Just a personal preference, though. For now. That can, and probably will, change.
So, gotta go. Must force my lazy warm arse out the door to walk Irish soon. And maybe my water will be back on, so I can wash the damn dishes. Oh, such excitement in store today, I tell ya.
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