The cover of print Magazine for July is a type sculpture by Karsten Schmidt. This is so sexy. I can't breathe.
Check out his Flickr for photos of the ENTIRE process. It's amazing. I could wed him.
Oh wait. He's taken. And he lives in London.
Oh wait. I doubt I could ever be romantically interested in another designer. Especially not another type nerd. Mostly because I suffer from this condition called RCBS (Raving Competitive Bitch Syndrome). I don't know if it's genetic.