Letraset. Paper. Half a lifetime.
Originally it was a graphic about ‘not heeding warnings’ and ‘time running out’, but as I made it I started to think more and more about how 1984 is just as much an instruction manual for the powerful as it is a warning for the proles. There’s a name for this effect I think, but I have forgotten it.
3mm Helvetica Condensed Bold.
The bottom half of the hourglass never made it on. Looked too much like a moustache.
“Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimetres inside your skull.”
There was also a variation I quite liked but the text was too small I think.