Grapheme Colorwheel Print Project

I believe none of us is alone in our experience–and that we each have wisdom the other needs or can use. I believe we create in order to give shape to our experiences–and that the process of articulating them helps us to understand them. These limited edition letterpress prints are born of these beliefs. Handset type on a curve with polymer design elements. Each print is at least four color runs. Quotes collected via online submission and curated as a set; these are the first ten prints in a series of twelve. Each print is signed and editioned at the bottom; 6″ x 8″ (standard frame size) but can be trimmed to 6″ x 6″ to fit a square frame. Printed on Rives BFK cotton rag paper (grey). Ships next business day.

The tiny quotes read:
“A story matrix connects all of us. There are rules, processes, and circles of responsibility in this world. And the story begins exactly where it is supposed to begin. We cannot skip any part.” –Joy Harjo

“So few grains of happiness measured against all the dark and still the scales balance. The world asks of us only the strength we have and we give it. Then it asks more, and we give it.” –Jane Hirshfield

“The thing worth doing well done has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident. The pitcher cries for water to carry and a person for work that is real.” –Marge Piercy

“I want to infect you with the tremendous excitement of living, because I believe you have the strength to bear it.” –Tennessee Williams

“This is the first, the wildest and wisest thing I know: that the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.” –Mary Oliver

“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.” –Zora Neale Hurston

“i am used to the heft of it / sitting against my rib, / used to the ridges of forest, / used to the way my thumb / slips into the sea as i pull / it tight. something is sweet / in the thick odor of flesh / burning and sweating and bearing young. / i have learned to carry it / the way a poor man learns / to carry everything.” –Lucille Clifton

“I am not what I am, I am what I do with my hands.” –Louise Bourgeois

“On the ebb and flow of things, here, there, she survived. . . . she being part, she was positive, of the trees at home; of the house there, ugly, rambling all to bits and pieces as it was; part of the people she had never met; being laid out like a mist between the people she knew best, who lifted her on their branches as she had seen the trees lift the mist, but it spread ever so far, her life, herself.” –Virginia Woolf