This is Herbies feed table. Its one of my favourite places in all of his 1200 kilos of cast iron loveliness. Here we load up fresh ream of cotton paper. We "fan the deck" to loosen up the sheets and then stack them with perfect precision, ready to print. Here a perfectly measured blast of air separates each sheet. The top 6 sheets perfectly rise and fall by the air blast ready to be picked up and pressed into something beautiful. The rest of the ream awaits patiently, their time too will come.
Its the place where things begin, where the cotton goes from being just cotton, to cotton that has been planned, designed, plated, inked and impressed. It is such a spot of potential, of new beginnings, and of endless possibilities.