fuck

I spent a good part of the day in the print shop working on a two-colour job, the second colour being Flame Red. It’s an ornery ink that’s hard to clean, so I don’t use it often. 

Having finished the 9 copies of the main job, I decided to blow off some steam by using the ink I was about to have to clean. Turns out I needed a good dose of transgression today, and this helped.

The letters are from the “odd wood type” drawer and have come to me in different ways. It’s not like me to embrace such “chaos,” but when you’re printing fuck, well, fuck.