In memoriam J.F.K.
Short book design for the poem In memoriam J.F.K., from book The Maker (El hacedor) by J.L. Borges.
My attempt was to show it in a form of a newspaper from the early 60's, like those from the day of J.F. Kennedy assassination.
My attempt was to show it in a form of a newspaper from the early 60's, like those from the day of J.F. Kennedy assassination.
Project was made at prof. Maciej Buszewicz's Book and Digital Publishing Design Studio at Graphic Art Department, Academy of Fine Arts in Warsaw.
This bullet is an old one.
In 1897, it was fired at the president of Uruguay by a young man from Montevideo, Avelino Arredondo, who had spent long weeks without seeing anyone so that the world might know that he acted alone.
Thirty years earlier, Lincoln had been murdered by that same bullet, by the criminal or magical hand of an actor transformed by the words of Shakespeare into Marcus Brutus, Caesar’s murderer.
In the mid-seventeenth century, vengeance had employed it for the assassination of Sweden’s Gustavus Adolphus in the midst of the public hecatomb of battle.
In earlier times, the bullet had been other things, because Pythagorean metempsychosis is not reserved for humankind alone. It was the silken cord given to viziers in the East
the rifles and bayonets that cut down the defenders of the Alamo
the triangular blade that slit a queen’s throat
the wood of the Cross and the dark nails that pierced the flesh of the Redeemer
the poison kept by the Carthaginian chief in an iron ring on his finger
the serene goblet that Socarates drank down one evening.
In the dawn of time it was the stone that Cain hurled at Abel
and in the future it shall be many things that we cannot even imagine today, but that will be able to put an end to men and their wondrous fragile life.
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