I was thinking of all those who become a part of our books as we make them. There are the author's estates who are supported by royalties to keep the legacies alive for us. There are the 500 year old german and french paper mills for the pages. The natives in Nepal harvesting renewable plants for the beautiful endpapers. The 1920's formulation of ink from a small company in Illinois. The parts and materials for the press coming from Fritz singlehandedly maintaining materials for the old equipment. Cloth and glue from a lady serving the book arts community out of her house. Copper plates from photoengravers in the town of Owosso. The tiny local print shop who is kind enough to cut our boards even though it dulls their blades. An artist dreaming of fairies on a remote isle.
The spirits, passions and dreams of all these people are woven into our books as they take form. So the next time you open one of our books we invite you to see the patterns of energy that bind it together. You are part of a much larger community when you dream those dreams written with such grace and printed on the page.
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