That means there was more than one time in my childhood that I had to find something to occupy myself. This of course included finding something to do when my parents and I were waiting for food when we went out to eat.
But being an only child, it didn't take much. All I needed was a pen or a pencil and a plain paper placemat.
I didn't doodle exactly, oh no, it was certainly more personal than that...
I wrote my name.
Sometimes it was my full name, but more often than not, it was only the six letters that make up my first name. I would manipulate those letters, and turn them into something beautiful, something hard, something ugly, something soft. I would just write those six letters over and over again, and the only time that the style repeated itself was when I happened upon something that I liked. There were loops and curls, there were straight edges and corners...
... you get the idea.
I honestly believe all the time perfecting the one thing that was mine, it has now manifested into this affair.
|Out of this short list, there is only one that I don't have installed... yet|
I try to stay away from here and here and here. I could spend hours looking at all the pretties that others have made, wanting nothing in return. I have spent hours playing with... well... these little pieces of art.
A well used font is the cherry on the top of a word sundae; the mundane becomes a little more tolerable, the special becomes just that much more. They can reinforce the declaration of love, or they can strengthen your message.
Fonts are just awesome.