Hee hee. That has a funny acronym. I have a little writing-related news to report, but other than that, I've just been really busy and feeling exhausted and overwhelmed by the amount of work I've failed to say no to (same old story...). Even sleep is apparently not safe--the other night I dreamed I was graining a lithography stone with a levigator (not as big a stone as in the picture, thank god), which I haven't done since taking a litho class at the Art Institute from a horrid old geezer who is finally listed as emeritus faculty. He has the dubious honor of being the only professor from whom I have actually un-learned information. Seriously.
Anyway, dreaming about graining a stone is not a lot of fun. In the dream I was working as a sort of apprentice or student to an Asian man who was the master printer and didn't speak any English. In real life, graining a stone takes a couple of hours at least, and that part of the dream lasted a little while. Then I had shoulder and neck aches the next day, which is unsurprising, I guess.
Don't get me wrong, I really like the look of stone lithography. You can get beautiful pencil-like or wash-like effects. But I'll take etching any day. A copper plate weighs WAY less, requires a lot less polishing, and does not involve finicky chemical processes about which irrational, semi-proven superstitions abound.