Showing posts with label Fredrik Broden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fredrik Broden. Show all posts

Thursday, 2 September 2010

Three Skulls

Designer unknown Photo by Fredrik Broden (but shouldn't Ibsen have also got a credit as being author of the play here translated and adapted?)

Designed by Oliver Munday (and spotted here)

Designed by Peter Mendelsund (who I also discussed yesterday, and interviewed here)

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

Supernature

A recent purchase was the Library of America's two-volume American Fantastic Tales set, a 1500-page collection of short fiction by the United States' best. Everyone is in here, from Edith Wharton and Henry James to John Cheever and Paul Bowles, from Charles Brockden Brown and Edgar Allan Poe to Willa Cather and Vladimir Nabokov. It's a genuinely excellent collection of the creepy, the peculiar and the savage.



What I want to talk about, of course, is the cover design. Both volumes were designed by Chip Kidd, with rather effective photographs. Volume one, which goes from the late 1700s to the 1930s, looks like this:



The second volume, which goes from the 1940s to now, looks like this:


The photographers are Andy and Michelle Kerry (volume one) and Fredrik Broden (volume two). Both images are well chosen. The earlier stories of volume one tend to focus on threats from the outside world, appropriate for a densely forested continent with settlements perched around the edges. The cloaked figure with the lamp is at risk from things in the woods or roaming the roads between villages. In volume two, much of the danger is found in domestic settings: the backyard, the home or the workplace.

The two are available together in a slipcase, which I couldn't resist. I'd have preferred less text on the box, but then I suppose that when the whole thing is shrink-wrapped, the potential buyer can't actually look at the individual books, so you need to let the box do the selling with all of the author names and so forth.

Here's the box...




..and here's what it looks like when possessed.