The other day I turned my kitchen into a silkscreen studio/sandwich factory in preparation for the MoCCA festival this weekend. Just to clarify my earlier posting, the sandwiches I'm offering aren't edible, but hopefully they will be a feast for the eyes. (Okay, maybe that was a little much, but I've been on my feet for two days squeegeeing ink.)
See my previous blog entry for details about MoCCA, such as location and times. Oh, and I'm at table #403.
If you look at the second photograph carefully, you'll notice how flippant I've become about my work as it appears in print...a happy accident really. Don't they look like they're debating about lunch at the sandwich shop?