I am always a bit tired after the trip home so I'm being lazy while pretending to myself that I'm perusing Alistair's organization method. Today it was chuck out the rubbish day.
Time to get rid of stuff that has been hiding in corners of the workroom for years. I managed a handful of scraps when I found some box files full of woodcuts from the 90's.
Some look dreadful and some have weathered well. They have journeyed from Devon to Lincolnshire, to Co Mayo and back to Lincs. Well travelled prints however some blocks have drifted off into the abyss.
