Each letter is hand-set and each print is ink and pulled manually. What we decide to say together is powerful through the labor of making multiples. For 5 years, I’ve hauled a 150ish-pound press around town to activate public space on street corners, in schools gymnasiums, art galleries—even in Mt. Hood National Forest. Most younger folks have never seen a letterpress in person, but when the set up unfolds, the ink distributes, and they feel their strength against the physical sensation of pulling a print—something very primal and sacred clicks.
Public, collaborative printing opens a portal to a safer space where I’ve been able to laugh, cry or hug with strangers, ink on our hands and I am inspired to do it again + again. The prints made at each intervention are never sold, only given as gifts.