
How appropriate are these? Helvetica cookie cutters.
For those looking for some retro type inspiration, here's a great collection of classic car emblems on Flickr. Bonus shots of racing car numerals and some commercial lettering, too.
From Chip, Duckpin Press' East Coast correspondent, comes this news from Vancouver: Norway has shattered the barrier of good taste in their pursuit of curling fashion. Check out the magnificent pants they'll be pimping when men's curling gets under way later this week. Kinda puts to shame the curling sweaters we featured awhile back.
Whenever a new version of InDesign or Photoshop is released, it's the first thing I look for: the as-of-yet-invented AutoDesign tool. Just imagine: with one touch, your entire project could be designed. Touch the button again and -- whamo! -- it redesigns your project. Hit it again and get a third iteration. This button would revolutionize the industry.
What better way to dig back in than taking a bite of some porky posters? San Francisco's 4505 Meats has 3 posters for sale, all celebrating that other white meat. They were produced at the venerable Hatch Show Print and available for sale here. At 26 bucks apiece, they're not cheap. But at least they won't clog your arteries!
Of all the Smithsonian museums, perhaps our favorite to visit is the Cooper-Hewitt National Design Museum in New York City. Unfortunately, it's not many others' favorite. The design museum is just about the least visited of all the Smithsonians, placing 17th out of 19. In fact, of the 30 million visitors to the museums last year, only 1/2 of 1 percent visited the design museum.
We can't seem to kick this recent, um, kick we've been on. We've examined the typography of movie posters. We've explored the typography of movie titles. So now it's time to look at typography as movie. That's right, it's Typeface, the film.
For our latest Poop Rainbow™ installment, we bring you the All-Vehicle Edition. Hat tip to our own printer's devil for the Buffalo bus [upper right], inspired by a recent trip there.
Like a reverse Secret Santa, every office has their own Sandwich Grinch. You know, that employee who enjoys pilfering someone else's lunch. Want to avoid being the next target? Protect your grub with these anti-theft lunch baggies from Lost at E Minor. They're preprinted with moldy splotches, making your sandwich an instant turnoff. Viola, no more roast beast for the Grinch.
On the heels of our movie poster post, it's only fitting that we highlight the other place where a film's graphic identity comes from: the titling. A great archive of title stills can be found at The Movie Still Collection, a compendium of hundreds of movie screen shots from 1920s-present.


Like Garfield Minus Garfield, these stripped-down movie posters offer a fresh perspective on something we've all seen a hundred times. Once you peel back the typographic clutter, it's surprising just how identifiable films are by their graphic treatment.
In a pinch for some last-minute stocking stuffers? Let us help you outfit your designer buddy in time for eggnog drinking:

Attention paper fetishists.
On a visit to the homestead, my brother and I sat in the living room playing Wii curling for what seemed like hours. I mentioned to him that a big part of curling involved calling the right strategy. I gave him the old line that curling was "like chess, but on ice." Characteristically, he came back with a wise-ass comment:Every sport tries to bill itself as being like chess. [Imitating a hayseed] "It's like chess, but with big tires and a mud bog!!!"Okay, point taken, James. But what about letterpress?
That Globe poster post got us thinking.
When most people think of a print shop being deeply intertwined with a local music scene, they think Hatch Show Print. For years the Nashville-based shop helped promote the Grand Ole Opry brand of country music.
A little closer to Duckpin's home, the Globe Printing Company has been a mainstay in the DC go-go scene for years. From early pioneers like Junk Yard Band and Experience Unlimited, Globe has been there to spread the word about DC's homegrown music. For much of the 80s and 90s, a trip along DC/Maryland commuter routes offered a cluttered, visual panopoly of Globe posters. Fluorescent-splashed signs tacked to traffic poles greeted you at every stoplight. How many times a week can Rare Essence possibly play? I remember often thinking.

Shop photos by Frank Hamilton, Baltimore City Paper