xG Chief Administrator Steveland Swatkins has a jones for ladies’ lips. And sleazy depictions of same were a hallmark of late 20th-century photography (viz. Manarchy), Since this was done on the cheap, he rounded up some of his law school coeds and delivered them to Richard Spottiswoode, a ex-pat Brit who works for bottles of Samuel Smith’s. He had some old GAF slide film in his freezer, which he paired with a vintage lens and a layer of gauze to evoke a seventies backyard bacchanal.
The rest of the work was done by Herb Lubalin’s infamous display face, ITC Avant Garde, whose latest release contains all of the freaky ligatures its creator intended. Avant Garde is meant to be agorophobically letterfitted, and requires a fair amount of handwork and customization. And yes, that is trompe l’oeil wear and tear you see, in the proportions of a CD, not an LP. High-larious, right? Okay, have it your way. We make our own fun.