By the mystery of thy Holy Incarnation
For Christmas my wife got me a copy of this David Jones woodcut Christmas card. Not a signed original, but from the original block—a sort of second class relic.
The lettering is naive, almost incompetent—note the backwards “N”, the result of Jones forgetting that prints need to be drawn backwards. But it has a certain charm. Much of the appeal of “primitive” modernist art, I think, is the (false) impression it gives of a formal order coming about by mere happenstance.