About

I believe in the magic of paper. I believe that in its slick/sandy/wet/dry/pulpy/smoothness there is the possibility of extraordinary transformation. Paper presents itself as a festival sized party of options. There is opportunity here. Depth of feeling and field and flavour. The chance to work with as serious or casual a spirit as one needs. Have the gall to be formal though. As in, take yourself and the opportunities of paper seriously. Wear a tie, a cape, a tuxedo. Try not to get ink on your fedora. But celebrate it when you inevitably do.

I didn’t intend aphorisms. I promise. I just want …