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About Curtains Final Font
I designed this font for my son's art class. He needed to do a special project or he would fail, and since he hadn't done so hot in his other classes, he'd have to do summer school. And that would mean we wouldn't be able to make our annual trip to Vegas. Which would be cruel, since he has spent all his spare time working on a method to beat the odds at roulette.
So what could I do? The kid hates art- because of me, his failed artist father, probably. He wants to be an engineer or an astronaut or a truck driver. Something non-creative.
I wanted to do something that'd make him proud of me, but at the same time net him no better or no worse than a "C" or "C minus" for the course. So I had to make this font look like the work of a kid who hates art because of Oedipal conflicts with his father. Like something he did all by himself on the night before the deadline, with a joint smoldering in the ashtray.
It was tricky, especially because I sometimes drink with his art teacher, a frustrated neo-expressionist painter with a chip on his shoulder as big as a buffalo (a buffalo chip, i mean). He makes his own brandy out of canned apricots and dried breadcrusts, a recipe he learned in prison i think. It sure helps get us through these long Colorado winter nights. This guy knows my style pretty well so I had to be hyper aware of not drawing my letters too correctly. So I sketched the roughs left handed, with a joint smoldering in the ashtray.I wouldn't want to endanger my connection with my boy's teacher; it's hard enough being a father, it'd be impossible without drinking buddies.
So i feel kind of bad about this deception, but some day the truth will come out and we'll all laugh about it. Hopefully.
The bright side right now is that my son has agreed that since i did this for him he will wait a year before getting a tattoo. Look out Vegas, here we come!