The ABCs of Lead

I love tiny intricate things, probably because I've been wearing glasses for extreme near-sightedness (and later contacts) since I was six years old. When I first saw the art of Dalton Ghetti, it was a case of instant fascination. Dalton is an inspired and gifted artist from Connecticut who carves tiny works of art into pencil lead and his series of the alphabet is something to behold. Be sure to click on the link and see more of his visually stunning work. (Via Design Sponge)

Found in France

Somehow vernacular typography is even more beautiful in French, Happy Bastille Day! From the delightful French site of found typography, Jules Vernacular.

From the Earth

Creative Director Rhett Dashwood searched Google Maps in his spare time between projects and discovered this very green and beautiful alphabet in land formations within the state of Victoria, Australia. Just beautiful and a perfect way to remember how much the earth gives to us and how vital it is to protect it. (Click on photo to enlarge) Via: Swiss Miss

Reading & Climbing

Great photos of found typography from Meanest Indian’s flickr set, Indian Street Graphics. I am a sucker for bright color, having a red kitchen and now a bright orange wall in my living room. Really digging the words on the step risers from a music shop entrance, why not read while climbing? Gives me some ideas, mmmmmn…

The Bullet Holes Really did it for Me

For over 13 years, once a month I would be driving out to track in the Mojave desert where my boyfriend would race in his motorcycle club. Every single time we went down that dusty side road just as the sun was coming up harsh & warm with it’s light I knew we'd be passing this rusty timeworn metal sign that I had a crush on. It looks like a Hatch Show print wrought my Mother Nature herself. The bullet holes really did it for me and I wanted that sign, badly. I wanted to mount it on a side wall in my backyard or in a large loft space if I ever had a loft or as an entire wall in my living room. It was giant fabulous found typography pure graphic art that probably seasoned itself for over 40 years. So for 13 years I never thought about it until half awake on our monthly drive and then I would start my fantasy. I dreamt of stealing up in the early morning before sunrise with a flatbed truck and a couple of tattooed strapping tough guy friends/exs that would do anything for you and I would jump around as they took down the sign for me. It was a glorious fantasy that gave me butterflies thinking about it. But, a good girl I am, just have an active imagination. So I took this photo one morning, pleading with the now-ex to stop so I could shoot a photo of the sign. Glad I did, next month the sign was gone and the land was being sub-divided for the ever expanding sprawl of mini mansions. I still can visualize hanging that sign somewhere, it’s my fantasy for life.

(This was one of my original posts when I started this blog, but I like the photo & story so much, I thought it was time to bounce it forward)