The barbican seems just implacably hostile.
Occasionally i dabble in book cover design. This is a villiard diagram mixed with a golden ratio grid, set in univers 55.
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
– Ink Insurgent
Tear the void.
..you guys with your dip and velcro and gear bullshit.
Not these. These are my dreams.
The solitude of madness. Rejected book cover by me.