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When Ralph Lee, a Richmond Va printer, drives his 1961 Chevy Monza to work every morning, he has to be careful not to leave the windows rolled up. "You see," says Lee, "I haven't got any door handles." A job for the local Chevy dealer? No, the local electrician. Lee is installing solenoid switch buttons that will open the doors electrically with a touch of the hand...
...enough, a lithography studio like Tamarind does resemble an industrial plant-it is full of polished stones, pots of ink, presses, reams of handmade paper. The artist's task, in the simplest form of lithography, is to draw his work on flat stone with a greasy crayon. A printer-artisan wets the stone with water, which the grease rejects, and then rolls on ink, which the grease accepts. When the artisan presses paper to the stone, the ink prints the work of art, and the process can be repeated as many times as the artist requires...
...been to find an artisan-printer fully qualified to work with an artist. In 1958, a spunky Chicago woman named June Wayne had to travel to Paris to find an artisan with whom to illustrate a book of John Donne's poetry. She griped to the Ford Foundation, which has since mollified her with $565,000 worth of grants to found Tamarind for a limited period of time, and made her its director...
...Courant's founder, a traveling printer named Thomas Green, piloted his paper for only three years. Then he rejoined a brother in New Haven, surrendering command of the Courant to Ebenezer Watson, one of his own printers. Young Watson enlisted the Courant in the cause of independence, but he did not live to see the dream come true or his paper prosper. Smallpox killed him during the Revolutionary War, leaving his young widow Hannah, mother of five, to manage the shop. She managed well. In 1778, when the Courant's paper mill burned to the ground, Hannah talked...
...biggest laugh of the evening came when Knopf told how a printer accidentally threw the only copy of Clarence Day's "Life With Father" into the garbage...