Bibliophilia

I finally got to print my pattern today. That big Western press turns out to be Very Hard Work. This evening I feel like I've had six ...

Soda water and mint leaves from below... Christmas evening in Rayna and Karl's backyard. I'm in another Etsy Treasury , with a charm...

I'm almost ready to print, after 25 hours of composing, proofing and make ready (7 hours just for sticking pieces of paper on the back o...

The sun broke out for a couple of hours yesterday and I celebrated by joining in with Unsilent Night 08 for an ambient music tour of Melbou...

After twelve hours it's nearly finished: the rainforest pattern viewed from the top . One of the things I most enjoy about letterpress i...

The old sign built into the Salavation Army Printing Works building, near Parliament. One of my two reasons* for coming for Melbourne was th...

In the ladies room at The Order on Swanston Street After a week in Melbourne, I'm starting to get the hang of it. At first I felt batte...

On my last afternoon, Rob surprised me with a champagne picnic on the beach. My last weekend in Cape Tribulation was a glorious farewell to ...

I'm counting down my last few days in Cape Tribulation, spending as much time as possible out in the jungle or on the beach while I stil...

Rob's latest project is a couple of Time Capsules being concreted inside one of the moai* . All sorts of locals, and some guests, have ...

I won't bore you with my lifetime history of dental trauma, but let the phrases 'panic attacks' and 'resistance to analgesic...

Me on Morgan on Myall Beach, Cape Tribulation Years ago I woke from a dream about riding horses in the surf, suffused with a sense of joy an...

It's officially Dry season here in the rainforest which means the weather is humid and steamy, but the ground is dry. The fruits availa...

Do the Dishes This book is on exhibition on the Sunshine Coast at the moment, part of the Books '08 : Back to Basics exhibition at the ...

True Blues I would speak every word with the pure compelling light of the Ulysses’ flashing flutter. That heart-skipping blue, the c...