TROPOLISM

I first encountered Emigre when I was a wee undergraduatelet, at issue 32 (above left), at the height of my fascination with all things that looked like they came from Vaughan Oliver and v23. Hey, it was the 90s, and I loved the Pixies.

Like the Pixies, it was a creative endeavor that wanted beauty unencumbered by commerce. Like the Pixies, it never successfully proposed a solution to this tension, it just held the tension for the term of its existence, safe in its world. Yet it was extraordinarily beautiful.

Now, I had to be told by a diligent under-25yo that Emigre has departed, at issue #69 (above, right). Long Live Emigre!