I finished the fifth hash tag print run today! Now if I could only find where I last put my keys, everything would be awesome….
I have also made it to yoga four times this week. That is a record for me! And one more thing I would like to keep up with…
Today there was more printing
And purple ink
And awesome people in the print studio
And so much laughter
And hula dancers
And after-chemo hair
And popsicles
And learning
And feeling a part of a community
And I am exhausted, but I can’t wait to go back.
Bright lilac ink (the fluorescent lights throw the photo’s color off) on the Universal 3 Vandercook at MCBA.
Too exhausted for words. But the third hashtag is done! And I biked to the library and MCBA today….the fresh air was good, considering all the time I have spent in the basement printing…..
I came home today to see that we have a few white lilies growing in the abundance of yellow and orange lilies. My yard continues to surprise me.
Day two of crazy printing week…and I just scheduled myself for a second week of this. It is truly going better than I imagined! I’m grateful for the friends I have around me at the studio, those that stop by for lunch or a time to chat, and for those sending me encouragement through social media. This little book has become quite the project!
Let the week of letterpress printing begin! Time to see how far I can get on the letterpress portion of this book in a week!
Sometimes the quiet days are the best. Today just happened to be a quiet birthday. It began with breakfast treats from my family, yoga class, and then continued with me having a lazy day. A day where I didn’t respond to emails (unless they were personal – no work emails!) a day where I didn’t babysit my printer, or work on books. Instead I sat in my lovely backyard and journaled, read a book, and listened to music. When John came home from work, he took me to my favorite place for sushi where I had a pretty cocktail and an excellent dinner before an impromptu meet up with a couple of friends for beer. It was amazing.
Tomorrow will be back to work, with quite a bit of catching up from not working today, but if given the chance I would do it all over again.
Forward, toward the holiday weekend!
This year will be the year of replacing pastels. This year will be the year of jewel tones, and bright, bold, make-a-freaking-statement colors. Ok….maybe a bit in to next year as well….
I finished my bathroom painting project today, in between printing book pages.
In 45 minutes it will be my birthday. I admit, I have been feeling quite “over” celebrating this year. It has nothing to do with age (I could care less about age)….I’m not sure what it is about. And that is ok. I am ready for a peaceful day.
Here’s to another year!
There was no film photo from today. Sometimes that happens. I have learned to be ok with it. There was a night time walk, which is one of my favorite things.
Today has been a jumble of things, like most Mondays seem to be. But I am sure someday those things will sort themselves out.
Maybe the reason why I like the night time so much is because of how a complicated landscape can become just simple shapes.
This weekend I managed to pass the half-way point for the ink jet printing portion of the book I am working on. Each day gets me a little closer to the next step.
Between marathon printing sessions, I did have an excellent weekend including time spent at the Antiquarian Book Festival, time spent floating on a river with friends (and a chance to try out a waterproof 35mm camera!), a delicious brunch with my family to celebrate an upcoming event, and a little time spent seeing what new things is growing in my yard.
Back to the regularly scheduled week to come.
It was one of those days where things kept happening and deadlines for amazing things kept getting set (and seeming much closer than they should be) and before long it was afternoon and my head was spinning.
But, thankfully, I stopped long enough today to have a spontaneous lunch date with John, I stopped to take a photo of the tree tops, and I biked to and back home from a great class I taught. It was fun teaching people who were genuinely interested in what I had to teach. And it was very calming biking home at dusk by the train yards.
It has taken me a long time of going to yoga to realize how important of a gift time and space can be, and that gift can come in the form of a yoga class, or bike ride, or just a few minutes of looking at the clouds. I’m learning, and I am listening.
