Speaking of letters!The new prints arrived at all of the Room and Board stores across this great land.The photographs on their website are gorgeous and make me feel like I live in a crack house.
I have nothing against crack houses, I’m sure the people that live in them are perfectly lovely and are just misunderstood.
The legendary, Katie Dohman (Minnesota Monthly) already wrotea little somethingabout them. I’m feeling pretty fancy.
Oh, the joy of leaning over a giant machine that has the potential to crush my handsandcreate such beauty!
I think I felt joy. Orpanic? In any case, I felt some sort of feeling while leaning overthe New Press.Karl (the previous owner) had explained, really clearly, the 1,000 things to know – why couldn’t I remember them?? Knobs, pulls, blades, grippers, clutch levers, friskets, sucker bars, rollers, toggles, gears, pins, springs… they all seemed to get tangled up in my mind.
Oh, so tangled!
Just like arat king.
That’s what happens when the tail of one thought gets covered in feces and the tail of another thought gets stuck to it… and the tail ofanotherthought gets stuck to theotherthoughts. It’s all very messy and usually ends up in some Dutch chimney.
Anyway, here’s a snippet of our lesson: