where the tangent is the architecture
I'm an independent bookseller, so please forgive me if I chatter about books. They're almost all I have.
God yes. Finally, some great jacket design by Fred Marcellino, whose work I generally hate. Some of his SFnal stuff here.
Maybe hate is not even strong enough. His work is so iconic and, to my mind, stands for a decade and a half span of literature I’ve no interest in opening up. And these are by no means bad books. They’re books I’d gladly read today in any other edition: Berger, Disch, Vollmann even. All of them plastered with this faded Palm Springs aesthetic. All with those fucking pointy types.
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God yes. Finally, some great jacket design by Fred Marcellino, whose work I generally hate. Some of his SFnal stuff...