As part of my Interactivity class this year, I’m being asked to keep a journal of inspiration. I thought today I would cover someone’s work who both inspires me, and reinforces my sources of inspiration. He’s also a frightening monster of a man who deserves to burn in hell, but who am I to judge when it comes to love?
Eric Gill is a type designer, but more a sculptor, engraver, catholic and incestuous pedophile. His typefaces are all very elegant and clean, speaking with and too the spirit of his inspirations; the church and temple art. You can see in his work a supervillain-esque obsession.
His engravings vary from having slight detail to immense detail, presenting scenes of his imagination and those chronicled in his holy book, many with an erotic twist. This mentality seems to be present in all his work, and although his over sexxed nature seems absent in his namesake typeface, Gill Sans, the fact that it is so contradictory to his once secret nature, is almost as telling. They say art is the lie that reveals the truth.