I have the urge to make linoleum block prints. I forget about it as I go about my life and then suddenly I remember it again and start imagining slicing the linolium with the special tools, inking the designs and pressing them against fanciful papers. I see the prints – small – matted or matted and framed. I see Celtic designs. I see abstract designs. I see LOTS of cool potential here. (I took a printmaking class way back in high school and caught a taste for it then, I think.)

I’m not going to be doing them right now. But I know they are in my future. Luckily, I have an excellent imagination that can pull me through until I actually get my hands on some of that flat, grey, soft stuff.