Totally useless. But that’s ok.
Took part in: 2016, 2017, and 2018
Around 1987, when my mother gave my sister and I the Fisher Price printing machine as birthday present. But I guess it doesn’t count with rubber letters… 2005 I started with the heavy shit.
Obligatory Workshop at the school of Art. I had absolutely no idea about typography. I (thought I) wanted to do only illustrations. But I got completely obsessed with the little pieces of lead.
At the printing studio in the KHB (School of Art) in Berlin Weissensee.
The little proofpress I worked with at the KHB. I had to cogitate a lot, to find out how to get the best possible print out of it. I did everything wrong… until I got it right.
To duplicate myself!! I been working on that for a while… but it is stil not working.
I can’t answer that question. I really need both.
That they stay my friends, even when we are not seeing each other for quite some time.
After I finish my print. But it’s too late.
Super Grotesk (for the name! But also for the type).
My swiss knife
The harder they come, T.C. Boyle
William Blake. The guy was talking to ghost of fleas!!!
2 silkscreen tables with the flashing equipment for the screens.
1 little Asbern proofpress 40 × 40 cm.
Be on the ground floor instead of the first floor without elevator. I don’t wanna think of moving all the machines and stuff maybe one day.
I can’t tell you that!!! Matter of decency.
That I definitely run out of the magnificent blue printing ink from the GDR.
I am totally useless. But that’s ok.
I print, or carve, or draw.
Silkscreen. Linolschnitt. Drawing.