Undoubtedly a Top Man in the world of typography, and a main player in religious art of the Catholic doctrine. But let's not forget his dubious appetite for those who tend not to shave in the morning.
And he wasn't worried what relation they were to him either. But he gave us Gill and Gill sans and Perpetua, which have a purity of line and deed in direct contradiction to his where he put his priapus.
So where do we go from here?
Is our behaviour any relation to our talent?
No, clearly not.
But is it easier to forgive the talented pervert
than the mediocre oddball?
I'll leave you with a poem:
Can you forgive the fastidious cannibal
His unusual pleasures? Does your charity
Embrace the noisy whore, forgetting her manners
In front of your daughter? The cocky-walker
Who teaches your wife to care about clothes again
And look in the mirror? And yet defend
Your wife from your enemy and your daughter
From the convincing whore, your life from the cannibal?
When you can do this, and this, and lose
Your wife, your life and always your curious daughter
Then we may talk of love and what we mean.
PJ Kavanagh
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