Some days I’ve felt like this.
stuff. it’s called stuff
I miss being able to do lino work again. Or even scratchboard. This is done in scratchboard.
I miss this chair. Had it through college and after. It went through so many transformations, in the end, it wasn’t safe for human sitting.
These are really old stuff. Realized that I don’t have a lot of photographs of recent works, such as letterpress stuff (no photo documentations exists, I wonder why I never bothered to take photos?)