I spent this morning framing up two prints to go off to the Poncho Art Auction. It was a comedy of errors, in sort of a Keystone Kops sort of way.
The first moment of desperation came when I realized that I had no 22″x28″ plexi on hand. I resorted to my usual tactic – running around the house gazing at all the framed work the right size, and picking two victims to be unframed so that I could use the plexi glazing. Then came the scrabbling around under the studio stairs, looking for two 22×28 frames. No, we don’t want to use the ones we scavenged the plexi from, thanks, I’m trying to hang on to those.
Then came cutting new mats. For the first time in I can’t remember, I managed to waste a sheet of mat board by making a new mistake. Usually I just repeat one of my old mistakes, so this was a bit out of the ordinary. This time, I managed to ruin a sheet with the very first cut, by leaving the old center scrap under the new sheet of mat board, so that the new sheet buckled in a funny way and the cut was all wavy. Extra time wasted while I invented a new word and used it repeatedly. It’s not a nice word.
Once the mats were cut, one of the prints steadfastly refused to lay flat. I don’t know how a sheet of paper cut from the middle of a 50 foot roll and then flattened in a deroller can be anything other than planar. This print had this weird wave in one edge. A repeat visit to the deroller eliminated the wave.
I’ve given up on using the plastic corner thingies. They’re just too frustrating. Since these prints are going away and never coming back, I mounted the prints using T hinges made from tyvek tape. Much faster and simpler than those damn corners, I think.
After all that, actually shepherding the prints into the frames and buttoning everything up was simple. The only remaining hitch was that when I went to the old Windows machine to print labels for the back of the prints (the label printer is still attached to that machine) I discovered that the keyboard was dead. It’s a wireless keyboard, and eventually I figured out the batteries were dead. So I popped open the battery compartment, and was greeted by an alkaline battery that was oozing white stuff. Battery gore, I guess. After I cleaned out the compartment and put in new batteries, the keyboard worked again, and a few minutes later those labels were on the prints. Sheesh.
I always think I have this process all figured out. Somehow it always seems to evade my preparations. At least I didn’t draw blood this time.