The end of the world, that is. The cataclysmic climax accompanying the final days of the Mayan calendar, as I read it anyway, (I could be wrong) is the stuff of Hollywood productions and Woodie Guthrie songs. But we’re going along with it. Here to start us off is Z from Marcus Sterz’s Letterpress Phosphor, a visceral, inked-up version of Jakob Erbar’s Phosphor, a weighty inline sans with bite. We’ll have one of these each afternoon right up to the end.
Nice knowing you.