So the posts have been um... infrequent, shall we say? But the master's thesis finally got finished for good last Friday (yay!) and my job has been pretty much sucking my will to live, so there hasn't been a whole lot of me to share with the rest of the world. And there are still six weeks left in the school year. You see, it turns out that teaching is only partially about the kiddos and a whole lot more about all the adults associated with them and with the running of all the stuff and is therefore, sometimes really, really hard. Kids are cute. Especially nine year old boys with autism and a passionate love of bowling- very cute. Difficult adults- less cute.
That being said, it is not at all the reason for this post. This post is not about that. No! It is about the very cool letterpress class that I took on Saturday. I got a call late in the week that someone had dropped out and I was first on the wait list. Good luck and good times. So I spent the day pressing letters and the like on Saturday and thoroughly enjoyed myself. And when I say "thoroughly enjoyed," I mean it. Really mean it. I was tired though (see previous paragraph...) and so I only took a fraction of the pictures that I meant to. I was struggling a bit with the multi-tasking I think.
The picture up top is of the press as I was getting ready to print my first run. I was using an old lino cut block with an elephant on it. After that I sorted through some type from one of the big, crazy cabinets full of thousands of itty, bitty tiny letters.
Then I set the type...
And printed these.