Oct 27 -
I did an assignment Sophmore year at PSU typesetting and printing misspelled and mispronounced words. I’ll call it an ode to my seventh grade boyfriend who wrote the word “proly” instead of probably in a love note. I find it interesting how we can still understand the meaning or intention of a mispronounced word and often don’t feel the need to correct it. The laziness of language is accepted in our culture, and to me, pretty funny. The idea has stuck with me over the years, so I made this poster on a whim.
