A page from Stenberg Brothers: Constructing a Revolution in Soviet Design

My feeds are broken and everything’s glitching. Each time I look at the internet, it reads like one long scream, even though I agree with most of it. So I’m keeping my head offline and buried in software, working on some design for an organization engaged in ambitious justice work. And I’m trying like hell to conjure the faith of those fiery manifestos circa 1920 when they believed a particular font, grid system, or color scheme might solve everything. A new art for the future! Only straight lines! Only primary colors! These hopeful declarations are heartbreaking from today’s vantage point, knowing World War II and other unthinkable forms of devastation were waiting in the wings. Still, it’s nice to contemplate the Constructivists’ belief in art and technology as a “gigantic trampoline for the leap into universal human culture.”

Each night in 2020 I wrote a short post for a series called Notes From the End of a World because I wanted to etch these times into my memory. Before the world changed completely.
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