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Tor Names of Yesteryear

Tor Names of Yesteryear

A tor is a rocky outcrop. It's not necessarily the peak of a hill, but often it is. Usually, the name of the tor becomes synonymous with the name of the hill. You can, however, have multiple tors on one hill. Shortly before moving to Dartmoor, I read Quartz and Feldspar by Matthew Kelly. It intro...
Reusing recycled papers

Reusing recycled papers

Since forever, I've tried to use paper over and over again. It makes good environmental sense, and financial sense. I'm not entirely sure where I picked up the habit, but I remember having a lot of used-once-use-again paper in the house, as well as the GOOSE (Good-On-One-SidE) paper tray next to ...
Journaling gratitude

Journaling gratitude

The notebooks I've been making with our stapler are possibly the most perfectly imperfect things that we make. Their covers are decorated with the excess ink from print jobs. They can take as long as 3-4 months for the ink to dry completely. We don't always have them in stock, but when we do, the...
Cutting an L

Cutting an L

Moveable type is nothing short of magical. Every single letter started as a shape that someone designed, engraved, and then, for metal type, filled with molten metal in order to make a tiny new shape that can be combined with other tiny shapes to make words and paragraphs and pages and books. Abo...
Just keep printing

Just keep printing

In the great irony of life, I've rewritten the intro to this email about eleventy million times. I know the middle bit, and how it ends, I just keep getting stuck on the beginning. Now, this is ironic, because what I want to tell you about is how, in the studio, I love to just get started. I love...
Up the hill

Up the hill

I'm really not one for new year's resolutions. Or rather, I love them, but I am tragically bad at keeping them. This year, I didn't even start my resolution of walking up the hill every day until the second week in January, when there was a break in the rain. (Better late than never?) It's about...