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I miss silkscreening.
I miss silkscreening, alot.
I long for the days of clothes runined from blocking liquids and hands stained with psychedelic patterns of ink and dry as all hell from cleaning emulsion.
I'd give anything to have a 8 inch squeege in my right hand, pushing my weight down on the frame with my left, with an old t-shirt tucked into my pants and enough muslin to last me a lifetime.
It's sad to miss something so much.
I miss silkscreening, alot.
I long for the days of clothes runined from blocking liquids and hands stained with psychedelic patterns of ink and dry as all hell from cleaning emulsion.
I'd give anything to have a 8 inch squeege in my right hand, pushing my weight down on the frame with my left, with an old t-shirt tucked into my pants and enough muslin to last me a lifetime.
It's sad to miss something so much.