Typography: IF, Rudyard Kipling canvas poster Medieval


Another interpretation of Rudyard Kipling's epic, IF. Written for his son, on what makes a man, a man. It celebrates the achievements of a friend, who was betrayed and imprisoned by the British Government -swashbuckling colonial adventurer Dr Leander Starr Jameson.


This majestic typographic rendering reminiscent of Medieval times is by our Australian friend and collaborator Bobby Haiqalsyah, who enjoys quite a fan following for his evocative hand lettering. 


ADVICE: Some of the fine detailing is lost in small A3. Best appreciated in larger A0-A2 sizes.


Printed on wonderfully textured artists canvas & 350 gsm Rives paper, using high calibre non-fading ink, and Giclee style inkjet print process. Individually. For a stunning work of art. 


Gold frame not included. Available ready to hang, stretcher frame photo 3.


Bobby on his piece:

I call my piece "Brave and True" because I like the duality of the title as this work is made up of elements that are symbolically hard and soft. Because as men we need to be strong yet understanding when facing life's tests, while caring for the people and morals we value.

Bobby on Bobby: 

I'm a freelance designer hustling type, connecting people, and making things happen.


If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son! 



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