From the Design Archive, #3 in a Series

My friends Ruth and Paul bought two working 16mm film projectors at an auction. And they let me borrow them. I rented The Union, a cooperative space that served as theatre, bar, and hangout, funding itself mostly from the illegal but overlooked sales of beer. And then I borrowed films from the National Film Board. I tried my darnedest to make films from the NFB archive like The Best Damn Fiddler from Calabogie to Kaladar seem new and sexy. And this was my handbill for a showing of Mon Oncle Antoine:

This was my first experience with a “full bleed” handbill — it was really just creative use of a paper cutter. But it is one of my favourite little pieces from those days.