I work closely with the printer to get the final print the way I want it.
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Eventually, if you had a printer that is IPP compliant, that printer will have a Web address and anyone around the world who can get on the Internet can print to that URL.
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The paintings are transferred from my computer to a disk, and I can hand it to the printer this way; or I can modem the painting to the printer over the phone lines from my house in Hawaii.
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Daisy (Fun Poem 118)
I have a little cat named Daisy
who just loves my company.
Whenever I’m on my computer,
she goes to sleep on my printer
on the shelf just above my head.
Whenever I go to print something out
she tries to nick the paper
before it is printed on,
Then when the paper is printed
it has perforations by her teeth.
Now I am beginning to wonder
if she thinks that I read Braille.
6 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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Thought Print, Life Print
from time print
comes thought print
and from there life print
and from there
every person's
chance to relive
a million times
easy as the sun rises
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Plain Cat
i do not have the mood
for tautologies
and dialectics
and metaphors
so a cat is just a
cat and the printer
is just another printer
and the bloody ink
is just the plain
bloody ink on those
literal floors
but i like your
idea of the cat calling
for a cat's nap ang
perhaps a little pat
on her back
cats too have
birthdays and
metaphors may
convert them
to wives and
concubines
cats and moons
struck and grinning.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Printer
My printer,
My picture,
My colour,
My muse;
Your printer,
Your picture,
Your colour,
Your muse;
Shared out with others to enhance my image!
But, this joy around me is all about your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My first two books are out of print and, okay, they can sleep there comfortably. It's early work, derivative work.
quote by Mary Oliver
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I consider it essential that the photographer should do his own printing and enlarging. The final effect of the finished print depends so much on these operations.
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Our Final Farewell
To say our final farewell it happend not that long ago.
Our final farewell, I remember it so clearly.
Our final farewell, I remember your smile.
Our final farewell, I remember how proud you were
that you got promoted.
Our final farewell, happened like any 'goodbye'.
Our final farewell, you seemed happy.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy life.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy everything,
Our final farewell, I remember the conversation.
Our final farewell, sometimes haunts me.
Our final farewell, happened so quick.
Our final farewell, I didn't know that it was going to
be our last.
Our final farewell, happened more then a year ago
Your final farewell, happened on the 15/11/05 as you
took your own life.
poem by Nikki Hamilton
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The Printer's Error
Fellow compositors
and pressworkers!
I, Chief Printer
Frank Steinman,
having worked fifty-
seven years at my trade,
and served five years
as president
of the Holliston
Printer's Council,
being of sound mind
though near death,
leave this testimonial
concerning the nature
of printers' errors.
First: I hold that all books
and all printed
matter have
errors, obvious or no,
and that these are their
most significant moments,
not to be tampered with
by the vanity and folly
of ignorant, academic
textual editors.
Second: I hold that there are
three types of errors, in ascending
order of importance:
One: chance errors
of the printer's trembling hand
not to be corrected incautiously
by foolish professors
and other such rabble
because trembling is part
of divine creation itself.
Two: silent, cool sabotage
by the printer,
the manual laborer
whose protests
have at times taken this
historical form,
covert interferences
not to be corrected
censoriously by the hand
of the second and far
more ignorant saboteur,
the textual editor.
Three: errors
from the touch of God,
divine and often
obscure corrections
of whole books by
nearly unnoticed changes
of single letters
sometimes meaningful but
about which the less said
by preemptive commentary
the better.
Third: I hold that all three
sorts of error,
errors by chance,
errors by workers' protest,
and errors by
God's touch,
are in practice the
same and indistinguishable.
Therefore I,
Frank Steinman,
typographer
for thirty-seven years,
and cooperative Master
of the Holliston Guild
eight years,
being of sound mind and body
though near death
urge the abolition
of all editorial work
whatsoever
and manumission
from all textual editing
to leave what was
as it was, and
as it became,
except insofar as editing
is itself an error, and
therefore also divine.
poem by Aaron Fogel
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Look Me Over Closely
look me over closely
tell me what you see
the lady likes to look her best
before she pours the tea
you said I'm ????
that makes the evening sun go down
oh look me over closely
tell me what you find
but don't be over anxious
I'm not the marryin' kind
I'm a poor in a storm
you'll harbor where it's warm
in my arms you will hide
from the great big world outside
oh but when you come and see me
don't try to change my ways
you'll have a part within my heart
and there you'll always stay
there's room for all
not for all
but don't blame me
if you fall
so look me over closely
and then make up your mind
but darling please remember this
I'm holding you before we kiss
so look me over closely
because I may be the marryin' kind
oh well I may be the marryin' kind
oh well I may be the marryin' kind
oh
song performed by by White Stripes
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Discovers' Day October 8,2007
Who?
Just who
authorized
the printer of my
wall calender
to remove Columbus
replacing him with
Discovers' Day?
Who, just who?
When I bought the calender
sure I did not read the fine print.
Didn't think I needed to.
Is it because he and his men
may have brought
smallpox and syphilis
and based on where they landed
didn't really
discover America?
In fact they missed
what they were
sailing for.
It was a shorter route
to the East Indies;
missed by several thousand miles.
We've know this for a long time.
Why take him off
my calender now?
What about the parades-
The Columbus Day Sales-
Am I still going to get 20% off?
No mail today.
Federal employees
Got the day off.
Maybe it's not
Such a big thing?
Do only I miss Columbus?
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Four Letter 'Work' Song
Work me up, work me out, work me flip side down.
Work me here, work me there, work me with renown.
Work me hot, work me greedy,
work me through and through.
Work me to the very marrow,
work me just like I'd work you.
Work me proud, work me late,
work me do not hesitate.
Won't you let me work for you?
Work me til I'm black and blue.
Work me steady, work me needy, work me to a lather.
Work me til my backbone breaks, and the buzzards gather.
Work me in, work me under, work me til I bleed,
Work me over red hot coals, work me like a boss in need.
Work me nasty, work me silly, work me through the clover.
Up down, 'n' in between, into a slipknot sweet Jehovah.
Work me, work me, go ahead.
Work me, work me, til I'm dead.
Buddy Bee Anthony
poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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The big print giveth, and the fine print taketh away.
quote by Fulton J. Sheen
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We have different personalities and different skills and the kind of things that we do, we can do together that neither of us can do separately. We've been working together so closely that it's kind of hard to decide what's my work and what's her work, it's ours really.
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The Resonant Dream
The final dream
So resonant and pure
The final dream
Will never be at its end
Its long journey almost o'er
The final dream
Has just begun
To rattle the fate at hand
The final dream
Is as pure as gold
It is perfect and will stand
The final dream
Will never come to a close
Yet it has a happy hand
The final dream
Is a grand dream
That turns the time of sand
The final dream
Is such a dream
That it is now near its end
poem by Alex Fischer
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The big print giveth and the small print taketh away.
Getting Slowly to It
Getting slowly to it
I saw her calling loudly
Mother! mother! i can't bear it
Is it walking so closely
Your voice has gone away
Lost in the world and astray
Mother! mother! i can't bear it
Is it walking so closely
You promised to take me
Didn't that seem noisy
Mother! mother! i can't bear it
Is it walking so closely
Let me cling to my old toy
With a heart leaping with joy
Mother! mother! i can't bear it
Is it walking so closely
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The print on canvas is the closest to the original work. I personally sign them as well.
quote by Dwayne Hickman
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According to conviction, I am not simply what I am doing now. I am also what I have done, and my conventionally edited version of my past is made to seem almost more the real me than what I am at this moment. For what I am seems so fleeting and intangible, but what I was is fixed and final. It is the firm basis for predictions of what I will be in the future, and so it comes about that I am more closely identified with what no longer exists than with what actually is
quote by Alan B. Watts
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