Wednesday night printmaking class was a time to try-out printing from the mechanical parts and pieces I’ve collected over time. Never sure why I held these parts so dear, but their shapes and forms seemed to hold some odd potential. These weeks with my supportive guide Morgan Miller III, became play-sessions to experimental with mono-prints, rubbings and letter presses. Some worked, some choked a slow death, some are still calling for help. But man it was fun to wander again with analog presses, viscous inks, no destination and found parts.