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My First Letterpress Project

September 28, 2018 Claudia Retter
Title page, Tiny Poems

Thanks to a Professional Development grant from the Greater Columbus Arts Council, Last month I took a letterpress printing class at the Phoenix Rising Printmaking Cooperative downtown. The class intrigued me because learning to set and print type would be part of a bigger final project: students would leave the class with a small limited edition book. It took me forever to finally sign up because I didn’t know what to make a book about. (?!) The class description suggested finding a quote to illustrate—or a poem—but no idea really clicked. Then I thought I’d make it about photographs, and set type to create small descriptions of the images. My Venice photographs maybe? or the ones from Paris? As the weeks went by, those ideas didn’t feel right.

One day as I was rummaging through my closet, I found some poems I’d written. They were tanka, a Japanese short form similar to haiku. I’d always thought they deserved something better than being stuck in a notebook forever. Hmm… this idea would not go away, so I figured it must be the right one. Maybe I could even find a few images that would work well alongside the poems…?

My layout idea for Tiny Poems

My artwork has always been primarily about photography, but here I had to choose the poems first. This was more difficult than I thought, because in the interest of brevity I couldn’t print all of them, so which ones would I leave out? After much thinking, some rewriting, and several index card rearrangements, I had a mockup of ten poems, 6 images, a title page and a colophon. When it came time to present my idea to our instructor, she was kinda like, “Well… you might get through one or two of those poems…” and then she showed me briefly what setting type actually looked like: you pick out one letter at a time and set them up in a little tray, but backwards from how you want them to print. Time-consuming didn’t even seem the word for it, ha!

Phoenix Rising is in the building on the left.

Phoenix Rising is in the building on the left.

For a few days I thought about making something shorter and different, maybe a folio, or something partly hand-written… but when I tried taking out poems from the mix, it didn’t feel right. They all belonged together. I decided to heck with it: This book wanted to take this form as I envisioned it, and if it took me longer to finish, so be it. I showed up on the first day, ambitious and undaunted, and I started setting type. I realized how much we (I) take for granted working on a computer… Fonts galore! the click of a button changing size and line spacing! All these things are done on the letterpress by hand with physical spacers. I chose Century 12 serif, laying out bits of text and making pencil rubbings to see if I liked the spacing and size. Trial and error!

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I got pretty good at finding letters (they’re not organized alphabetically in the printer’s tray— whaa??) and setting them in my poem rows. Because I was center-justifying the text, I had to make sure all my spacers were even on each side, and then use enough of them to make sure the whole finished block was even on all sides, holy cow. The whole thing then gets wrapped tightly with string while it waits to go to the press. I am totally tooting my own horn here when I proudly proclaim that I not only set all ten of my poems, but the title page and colophon as well. AND I printed all 10 copies. (I am all peacock-strutting around about this!)

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Printing was fascinating too… you think, oh, I’ll just put my block where it needs to go, but then how does it stay put? You fill it in with spacers called “furniture” to keep everything tight, and it’s like being in kindergarten playing with different sized blocks, seeing what shapes will best fill in the gaps.

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There’s a rhythm that settled in once I got used to it: Set up my paper, turn the handle, listen for the click, and then Marilyn, our instructor, would pluck it off the press and set it on a screen to dry while I set up the next sheet.

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It was such a thrill to see my first poem roll off the drum. My poem! Even better was seeing a whole bunch of pages drying on the rack. My book! At first I was a little disappointed that the text looked almost bold. I’d chosen Rives BFK for my paper, and it’s velvety and porous, so ink just soaks right up and tends to spread and look a bit bolder than it would on a tighter paper. Not much I could do about it, so I just got used to it. Once everything was dry, I scored and folded pages and assembled them into the right order.

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I then sewed them with a pamphlet stitch.

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Each book is a single signature, folded in way so that two middle pages are “left out” and inserted into the folds of wrapped board covers. No glue required! I’ll be teaching this binding style as part of my adult education class at CCAD this January… let me know if you’d like to sign up :-)

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There is still a lot of work to do, as part two of this project is about printing the images. To make it difficult on myself —Hey, it just wouldn’t be me if I didn’t pick the most complicated, time-consuming processes! — I am opting to make individual photogravures on rice paper which I will then tip onto the pages. I struggled with this choice. Yes, I could just print them digitally (good grief it would save so much time!) but aesthetically, it felt right to pair letterpress with gravure: rollers and ink for everything.

More to come…

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Thank you, Marilyn and again, a HUGE thank you to the Greater Columbus Arts Council! My city rocks.

In In the Studio Tags Letterpress, Bookbinding, Poetry
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Kitt Peak Journals

July 15, 2018 Claudia Retter
Silhouette on the ledge

These are snippets of journal entries from my trip to Kitt Peak in April.  I don't know that I've ever posted diary excerpts like this, but I wanted to share some of the photos, and didn't really know what to write to accompany them.  So here goes...

Friday, April 27, 2018
I wish I were a painter.  Because I would love to paint my favorite view of Baboquivari in between those two pine trees behind the Hiltner telescope.  I can't believe I'm sitting behind this dome again.  It feels like no time has passed now that I am back, but these two years seemed so long.  Ohhh I've missed this place so much!

Baboquivari

Saturday, April 28, 2018
I've been reading Twyla Tharp's The Creative Habit, and her whole philosophy about creativity is that it doesn't usually come zapping out of the sky like some bolt of lightning. It comes from working at it. From practice. From showing up regularly at your medium. Which requires discipline, which, in theory, will eventually become a habit. What is my problem lately? All I seem to want to do is sew and garden... what happened to photography? Music? Writing?

(Hmmm... I realize that in the three months that have passed since I wrote this, my creative slump has passed. Maybe all that gardening and sewing helped move it along? In her book, Twyla also writes about the process of "scratching"... that pre-making time where you're mulling over ideas, fishing out good ones, trying things out in your brain. You might not realize it's happening, and it feels like you're not doing anything "productive." Family might think you're being lazy. I think this is where I've been.)

Cliff perch, Kitt Peak

Twyla mentions that Beethoven went for a walk every morning and scribbled ideas that came to him in a little notebook, then came back and got to work on his projects. One of the gals in the writing workshop I took talked about something called a "commonplace book", which is basically, yeah, Beethoven's little notebook.  Someplace to write snippets of overheard conversations, ideas for projects, sketches & doodles—whatever—so that they're all there in one place like a little treasure box. I use my journal for all of that, but the gems are always buried under stupid daily drama and outpourings, and I forget they're in there.

Top of the Southwest Ridge, Kitt Peak

Sunday, April 29, 2018
I am outside next to a little piney shrub who is kindly providing me with some dappled shade to lessen the glare of this paper.  Full-on shade is too cold, but sun-on-white at 7000 feet is positively blinding.  2pm... it is blustery-windy today and sooo much colder than yesterday. The wind is coming from every direction! I didn't bring enough warm clothes.  And no socks!

Desert pine

Monday, April 30, 2018
I was thanked in an official astronomical announcement!  Ha!  Last night, There was a star that burst forth a bunch of cosmic stuff and apparently it was quite the big deal. Don and I got to observe it for half an hour just after sunset. I got to type commands into the computer while Don analyzed results on another computer. For this—what a hoot!—I was given an honorable mention in the report. Sometimes I feel like Ferris Bueller.  It sounds like something he might have added to his amazing day: somehow getting thanked for his (minimal) assistance in some scientific paper.

That nova, in a tidy little graph!

That nova, in a tidy little graph!

Wednesday, May 2, 2018
This morning I woke up at 5:30 and instead of going back to sleep I just got up.  I am so glad I did!  Clouds were streaking past the building, rolling and swooping right outside the big windows in the lounge. I went for a walk with my camera (sadly, none of my photos captured the magic) and came back to write.  It felt good!  That walk, that creative time, even if I didn't have anything to "show" for it.  My friend Elizabeth says that's how she starts her days when she's at an artist residency:  Get up, go for a photography-walk, come back & get to work. Beethoven was onto something.  

On my walk
Dried desert flowers

Thursday, May 3, 208
I woke up a few times during the night last night.  The moon was bright and the dome was open, scooping up far-away starlight.  I'd hear it rumble now and then as it turned to find a new window for the telescope. I like being snuggled in my blankets, about to fall asleep, knowing that a mountain full of telescopes are awake, watching the sky, doing what they do. It reminds me of being a little kid, going to bed while my parents' dinner party was still in full-swing downstairs.

2.4 Meter Hiltner telescope
My dorm room digs.

My dorm room digs.

3:45pm.  The Ledge.
It is so quiet and perfect.  A wind is picking up, winding its way through the boulders and trees, but other than that, hardly a sound.  A bug.  Echoey bird calls— warblers maybe?  A car driving up the mountain.  I realized that part of why I love the ledge so much is that it feels like I'm in a diorama. All those field trips to the American Museum of Natural History in New York when I was in grade school.  The dioramas looked so real, I thought if I stared long enough I'd catch a fox winking at me.

View from the ledge

(later, just before sunset) The mountainsides look lush in the low light.  Velvety brown flocked with dusty green trees.  I would like to make a dress that looks like this. With a silver ribbon road and sparkly beads for the gray rocks that dot the bottom of the cliffs. 

On the cliffs behind the 1.3
Behind the 1.3 at sunset. Kitt Peak.

What is it about this place that I love so much?  It's the quiet immenseness, for sure.  But it's also that it's the land time forgot— these old buildings with now-retro furniture. But mostly it's that all through the wee hours these telescopes carry on, peering into the depths of space and then sleeping all day long.  Like some mythical creature—creatures—doing miraculous work in the dark of night and then quietly folding themselves up, tucking themselves away, out of sight, when dawn breaks.  It's like having someone say, shhh, come this way... and they lead you through the woods to a field where you squint into the shadows and... wait!... there comes a unicorn.  How many times in your life do you get to see that? Every time I come up here.

Hiltner telescope, MDM Observatory, Kitt Peak
Astronomy stuff

Thank you, Eric, Tony, Don, and the powers that be at the MDM.

In In the Studio, Out in the World Tags Kitt Peak, astronomy, creative process
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My Bookbinding Workshop at CCAD

June 30, 2018 Claudia Retter
Handmade books

I recently finished up my week of teaching bookbinding at Columbus College of Art and Design’s Summer Educators’ Studio. I LOVED IT!! I was nervous getting ready for it, as this was my first time teaching adults (art teachers, no less — gulp!) I kept wondering if I had enough stuff to show and talk about… would I fill up the time or stand around twiddling my thumbs for the last half hour?  I think that being a little nervous was a good thing — it forced me to be prepared — but it turns out I didn’t need to be worried; it all ended up just fine.  More than fine, actually.

On the first night, I gave my Flying Adventures reading and Creative Persistence presentation, and was a guest at the welcome dinner, where I made a point to sit with people I didn't know and start conversations (more difficult for me than you’d think).  When I left, I stepped into a magical night— empty streets, unfinished road construction,  buildings glowing in pink twilight.  It felt like standing in a painting.  Summer in the city.  A hot day's end.  

Amelita Mirolo Fine Arts Building, Columbus College of Art and Design

The week was so rewarding. Students said I was their favorite class (yay for books!). I love summer workshops.  Campuses are quiet, the thrum of the academic year over...we had the entire 4th floor studios to ourselves!  My syllabus went out the window and the class unfolded on its own, which was perfect.

Art studios, CCAD

We started out with simple structures made out of copy paper (inexpensive and already all cut to the exact same size!) I brought some of my decorative papers from home in addition to what the school provided, and so even the "practice" books wound up looking like keepers.

© Kathryn Frericks
Homemade pincushion
Japanese stab binding

One of the binding styles I taught came from a book printed in 1985 by Ohio's own Logan Elm Press, Mid-Ohio Elegies.  Poetry by Gordon Grigsby with collotypes by my cousin, Kurt Retter.

Mid-Ohio Elegies

I have always wanted to figure out how this book was bound as it appeared so unique, and so I finally deconstructed my one of my two copies to reverse-engineer it. While I thought it was made of two signatures, it turns out it was only one, just folded differently (apparently it's called a double-section saddle-stitch binding). The covers were boards wrapped with heavy paper both horizontally and vertically, creating pockets to slip both the anchor pages and the dustjacket into. Logan Elm Press is, sadly, gone now, although its equipment and spirit remain somewhere... could I please put in a request to the powers that be at OSU to revive it?

Taking a book apart
Paper-wrapped covers

I loved that everyone hit the ground running with projects they wanted to work on. 

Josh working on one of his projects
© Josh Anderson

© Josh Anderson

On the last day, all the students in the entire program gave presentations about what they'd been up to during the week. Here's Richard showing everyone his Archetypes book, bound in that Logan Elm style.

Giving a reading
Archetypes ©Richard Featheringill

Archetypes ©Richard Featheringill

John made a bunch of different books.  One of my favorites was this tiny little square accordion that he outfitted with a clever tab closure that slips right into the fold of the cover.

Book presentation
© John Zilewicz

© John Zilewicz

Here's Kathryn, showing everyone how to fold the first book we made...

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Another fun tab closure, à la Kathryn.

© Kathryn Frericks

© Kathryn Frericks

I feel completely changed by my experience.  Maybe it’s because I proved to myself that I can teach this stuff.  Maybe it’s because it got my feet in the studio every day, surrounded by papers and tools and other people working on projects. Maybe it’s that I got a faculty badge—legitimacy!— or some combination of all of these things.  I don’t know. But my mindset has shifted.  I loved this class, I miss it, and I can’t wait to do it again if they’ll have me back.  Thanks, CCAD, for an amazing week with great people. 

Workshop students, Columbus College of Art and Design
In In the Studio Tags Bookbinding, Teaching, Workshops
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