Behold, I have finally posted Keep Writing #47 and #46. If you look closely and pay attention, you will realize they are both numbered 46. That is what happens when you prepare files late at night. In a few months I will be handsetting type again, but while the Center for the Book is still unpacking and setting up, I will print where I can. Including at Painted Tongue Press (where I work). Printing post cards on a Heidelburg Windmill, that's right.
|thrift store score--the tea pot|
|our cat-centric fridge|
For the next two weeks or so (and the past one) I will be at home printing, or at Painted Tongue or at the Center for the Book. Don't fear, last week I had a chance to make the house look pretty and sit and drink tea in the ktichen for hours.
|from a book of photos of signs|
|a post card i made two years ago|
And while we were walking around Berkeley a few weeks ago, working up an appetite for giant vegan cinnamon rolls, Andy and I found this in a book . Weird.