scratching an itch at the local flea market
I love the vibe up here in the Seattle area, and the Spring season is super inspiring, but I was starting to having letterpress withdrawals. Since I was away from my equipment, I was itching to see what the local antique shop and flea market had laying around. I had a hunch I’d find some form of letterpress something or other for sale, so I visited the “rain or shine” Fremont Flea Market.
Among loose doll arms, vintage keys, and other etceteras, I found several cases of wood type laying around, but at a price I wasn’t interested in paying. In that sea of vintage wood type, I could not completely spell out “letterpress junkie” so I decided to pass. I wasn’t really planning on buying anything, anyway.
I came. I saw. I scratched the itch. The Mister would be proud of me.
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