Today’s Nonfiction post is on Just My Type by Simon Garfield. It is 356 pages long including
credits and an index. The cover has the title and author name in a red stripe
down the middle with black above and below. The intended reader is someone who
wants to know about the history of fonts or is a fan of Garfield’s work. There
is no sex, minimal language, and no violence in this book. Thirteen and up
because of some the very complex learning that happens with this book. It is
told from third person with interviews and some of the author’s thoughts about
fonts and their makers sprinkled in. There Be Spoilers Ahead.
From the book jacket- A delightfully inquisitive tour
that explores the rich history and the subtle powers of type. Fonts surround us
every day, on street signs and buildings, on movie posters and books, and on
just about every product that we buy, But where do fonts come from, and why do
we need so many? Who is behind the business-like subtlety of Times New Roman,
the cool detachment of Arial, or the maddening lightness of Comic Sans (and the
movement to ban it)? Simon Garfield embarks on a mission to answer these
questions and more, and reveal what may be the very best and worst fonts in the
world.
Typefaces are now 560 years old, but we barely knew their names until about twenty years ago, when the pull-down font menus on our first computers made us all the gods of type. Beginning in the early day of Gutenberg and ending with the adventurous digital fonts, Garfield unravels our age-old obsession with the way our words look. Just My Type investigates a range of modern mysteries, including how Helvetica took over the world, what inspires the seemingly ubiquitous use of Trajan on bad movie posters, and what makes a font look presidential, male or female, American, British, German, or Jewish. From the typeface of Beatlemania to the graphic vision of the Obama campaign, fonts can signal a musical revolution or the rise of an American president. This book is a must-read for the design-conscious that will forever change the way you look at the printed world.
Typefaces are now 560 years old, but we barely knew their names until about twenty years ago, when the pull-down font menus on our first computers made us all the gods of type. Beginning in the early day of Gutenberg and ending with the adventurous digital fonts, Garfield unravels our age-old obsession with the way our words look. Just My Type investigates a range of modern mysteries, including how Helvetica took over the world, what inspires the seemingly ubiquitous use of Trajan on bad movie posters, and what makes a font look presidential, male or female, American, British, German, or Jewish. From the typeface of Beatlemania to the graphic vision of the Obama campaign, fonts can signal a musical revolution or the rise of an American president. This book is a must-read for the design-conscious that will forever change the way you look at the printed world.
Review- This is the second book that I have read by
Garfield. I liked On The Map better
but this is still a good book. This is an interesting and fun history of type.
Garfield goes from Gutenberg to the people who are creating the type for
tomorrow. He has chapter breaks with odd
information about the people, events, or just odd things that happened when
some typeface was being designed. Garfield’s intense research and attention to
detail again makes his writing a joy to read. The only part that made my eyes
water was when he was laying out the print matrix’s that were and are used. All
those numbers and technical information was a little much but I do now know how
Gutenberg set his type. I recommend this book for fun and informative about
type history and the very colorful characters who made them.
I give this book Five out of Five stars. I get nothing for
my review and I borrowed this book from my local library.
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