"The word 'time' split its husk; poured its riches over him; and from his lips fell like shells, like shavings from a plane, without his making them, hard, white, imperishable words, and flew to attach themselves to their places in an ode to Time; an immortal ode to Time." -Mrs.Dalloway, Virginia Woolf

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Stamps Made!!!

Success on the stamp-making front!!! Thanks to my lovely friend the print-maker, I was able to use actual carving tools to make my stamps.

The results? One failed attempt, four successes.
I even made a stamp for this blog, that can maybe be the logo. We shall see.

But first, I need to come up with a trail name and plant those letterboxes! I have at least two in the works, with a possible third and fourth, all for my school's campus. I hope somebody goes looking for them!
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