I had a consultation with my boss at the studio this morning. I was asking her about one of my projects. The other day, I spent about 4 hours printing maybe 30 words on eight, 9 x 9 sheets of paper. The only thing you have to know about letterpress printing is that it takes an enormous amount of time to set up the press. So, if you're going to print 8 things...well, you should plan on printing something else so you don't waste the effort.
I had nothing else to print.
So there I was setting up the press. I got everything ready, but something didn't look right on the proofs. Something was off with the ink. I thought I needed to adjust the roller height. So, I adjusted it. But, I did something wrong--and then the whole press was out of whack. I should have asked for help, but this was an extra project.
My choices: One: clean up the press and print another day (time requirement 1 hour + printing another day). Two: just print (time requirement 1 hour)
I knew I shouldn't have printed, but I did it anyway. I just wanted to be done. The print looked terrible. I mean, bad. But, I thought maybe I wouldn't care the next morning.
This morning, I cared.
My boss looked at me and said, Print it again.
When I gave her a face, she said: Printing is hard. It's so hard. I used to cry at the press. No one was there to help me. I had to figure out everything by myself.
Print it again.
And so, I will print it again.
After this conversation, I went to the bookstore and purchased To The Lighthouse. I've never read it before, but the back says, "There are few exceptional and miraculous novels that have the power to change their readers forever." I will let you know how it goes.