Perspectives. Everything has a point of view. I know, personifications, objects becoming subjects are a stretch, but searching for a crossover, do we ever get the perspective of the almighty eye in the sky? The eye of god appearing in archetypal imagery of early printed books is open (no pun intended) to interpretation, as what may be a sense of the early understanding of the workings of the anatomical eye in correlation to the reflection of soul. Alchemists-- searching, working for the philosophers stone (see: Anatomy of the Psyche by Edward F. Edinger) as symbolism and art of literature and dreams in the middle ages and renaissance give uncanny glimpses of this threshold.

Taking some time to wander with my camera to exercise some sense of creativity by the eyes finding beauty in surrounding still lives, as it were, what remains and what returns. The effects of time and the occurrence of an extent of early spring has in no time, to the snow drops, do they need to know it is March or April, or May?

Thinking of this, and remembering the Futurist paintings (motion) as an expression of time, and some earlier works of mine, reading images with forms or patterns, the eye moves over them one point to another, an expression of time in some small sense, how it exists compared to the time of clocks. Interesting devices could seem an odd reflection in their miniature mechanical movements of transmission, how opposite from the measure of the sun, or the vast expanse of time relation we can hardly imagine within the universe, a concept open to interpretation. Look at this sense of life-time as representation and we enter the world of image and memory. Each existing together and independently often one before the other. Well, it's getting to be time for bed, but not by routine. So not to sound lame philosophically, Schopenhauer has much more to say on the subject of the world as re-presentation, as one translator pointed out so nicely.

Some one found me on the web and wanted me to go down to Woonsocket, RI, to help, to see if I could, restore an old R. Hoe & Co. press like mine.

The original state of the press was in pieces, abandoned in the back room amidst piles of old computer parts, furniture, newspapers in full bindings from the day, pieces of tables and odd machine spare parts.

A newspaper reporter told me it may have been painted gold in 1976 bicentennial celebrations. It required a lot of cleaning, and moving, and setting up with the fabricated replacement parts for the tympan and frisket. It came out looking really nice and is almost ready to print on. So close to being able to print on isn't good enough. So many things to do to accommodate the restoration of this press. In good shape the Hoe is capable of doing fine printing and facilitate teaching of book design in relation to relief printing; as it was a century or more ago, for books and other print media, and transitions of applications in history , as hoped, through hands on workshops facilitate enrichment of student experience. Letterpress, or relief printing, gradually moved out of main production methods with offset litho and digital technologies coming in, not long ago, and is kept alive by folks all over the country to this day. The letterpress fine press movement, as encouraged by Giovanni Mardersteig's Officina Bodoni, seems harder to maintain, but remains hearty due to many people printing, and helping printers with equipment, moving, fabricating pieces, and supplies, and the general appreciation for the book.

This #6432 R. Hoe & Co. washington style iron handpress now sits in the old train station on High and Main Streets, the edge of Downtown Woonsocket's historic section. The station, home to the national parks offices for Blackstone Valley, (The Depot), is one of many interesting and beautiful pieces of architecture on Main Street.