One Font to Rule Them All (Well … almost)
In my past life I used to be an artist. According to my Mother (God rest her soul), I started drawing when I learned how to hold a pencil! I wanted to be a comic book artist and even took that track in university. In the drawing class, Friday’s used to be “free day,” meaning we could draw whatever we wanted. We would present our drawings to the class and our classmates would critique our work. I always drew comic book characters. I remember one day in particular when I put up my piece, some of my classmates moaned. Then they went on to talk about how “stupid” and “childish” it was to draw comic books. My instructor, however, came to my defense. “If he continues with this,” he responded, “he’ll make more money in a year than most of you will see in your lifetime. Now, critique his work , not offer your opinions about the subject matter. If you’ve got nothing to say, keep your comments to yourself.” Needless to say, I felt pretty good about myself. No one had a snarky thing to say a...