From the previously pictured
Morton Salt Man comes another piece for deciphering. Here we have the same four letters again but still no helpful tag-on-the-side to give any clues. 42 is obviously the meaning of life but I can't tell you about the signifigance of that other word. Its a secret and (even after googling!) I have no idea.
This one really should only be harder to figure out than the last one so bravo if you can actually read it this time. If not that's ok too because in this piece the writer has curled his letter with so many extra wisps and serifs that they've begun to grow into each other and reconnect in the most confusing ways. The S looks more like a double headed snowman to me the way it's been allowed to fuse together. I hate when an S closes back in on itself like that. It looks sloppy and scrunched to me if its a tag like below or here on
the cover of Bomb the Suburbs but it was obviously deliberate in this piece. Despite it being totally tangled, the painting is still remarkably clean cut and precise at the same time. I admire it for that especially.
Here's another example of a different writer blurring the boundaries and letting his letters incestuously mutate into themselves. As fate would have it, this piece contains the exact same four letters as the one above it plus an E, which looks like a backward 3 closed in on itself to create a flipped B. That should be a little helpful. Plus they both also make use of the ever popular spade-shaped heart-curl to form their O. Enjoy!
This one really should only be harder to figure out than the last one so bravo if you can actually read it this time. If not that's ok too because in this piece the writer has curled his letter with so many extra wisps and serifs that they've begun to grow into each other and reconnect in the most confusing ways. The S looks more like a double headed snowman to me the way it's been allowed to fuse together. I hate when an S closes back in on itself like that. It looks sloppy and scrunched to me if its a tag like below or here on the cover of Bomb the Suburbs but it was obviously deliberate in this piece. Despite it being totally tangled, the painting is still remarkably clean cut and precise at the same time. I admire it for that especially. 
Here's another example of a different writer blurring the boundaries and letting his letters incestuously mutate into themselves. As fate would have it, this piece contains the exact same four letters as the one above it plus an E, which looks like a backward 3 closed in on itself to create a flipped B. That should be a little helpful. Plus they both also make use of the ever popular spade-shaped heart-curl to form their O. Enjoy!
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