An enjoyable Telegraph article about Kelvyn Smith, proprietor of Mr Smith’s Letterpress workshop. A thoroughly nice man who was good enough to talk me through his approach to printing a couple of years ago.
Friends at ‘Press Here’ have a nice Facebook album of Culross the Printers in the 1940s.
Nick Hand and Ellen Bills run the Letterpress Collective in Bristol. They run courses, undertake printing and organise a print festival each year. Nick suspects (and I agree) that he is the only printer to have a fully fledged bicycle with a printing press on that has ridden from Bristol to Mainz printing along the way.Centrespace, 6 Leonard Lane, Bristol BS1 1EA
I saw this some time ago — Wallpaper* magazine had commissioned hand-made covers, including this one by Anthony Burrill who asked Adams of Rye in Sussex to print it.
This later video, also by Burrill, has a more general view of Adams.
I’m still catching up on old links and found this from July: the ever-amazing Typoretum with Just Knopp at the helm.
Just Knopp’s Typoretum, Essex
As well as being an excellent letterpress printer, Justin Knopp runs a number of short letterpress courses in Essex. I endorse Justin as a great letterpress supporter and am certain that printers at all levels of understanding would enjoy his workshops.
My first practical introduction to letterpress printing came whilst studying BA (hons) Graphic Design at Central Saint Martins College of Art & Design (1991?1994). After spending two days in the College’s Composing Room — a 1950s time capsule deep down in the bowels of the building — I quickly became fascinated by the creative potential of the process and by the ancient skills and ingenious machines employed to make it all happen.
Since graduating, my involvement with letterpress printing has deepened and I have acquired a substantial collection of lead and wooden types, printing machines and other paraphernalia — much of which I have rescued and restored to working order.
After having spent many years designing and printing letterpress cards for friends, family, fellow printmakers and the occasional commission, I decided to introduce my designs to a wider audience. After fourteen years of active letterpress printing and two years of dedicated planning, TYPORETUM was launched in August 2008 and all of our letterpress products are available for viewing and purchase via our website at www.typoretum.co.uk. TYPORETUM operates with the support of my wife, Cecilia, and occasional artistic input from our two year-old daughter!
Hand & Eye Letterpress: fine printers and suppliers of letterpress type, London
Phil Abel runs Hand & Eye Letterpress, London.6 Pinchin Street, London E1 1SA
Establishing Hand & Eye: Phil’s Account
For most of the time I owned it, my Arab platen lay in pieces.
My part in its story starts with a fire in a local school which resulted in the print room being dismantled. Some years later, in the late 1970s, they were keen to clear out the old equipment and a chance meeting with the art teacher led to them offering it to me. Rounding up a group of friends to help with the move, I came away with my first full-size cases of type, two stones, several Model platens, a small treadle platen and the crown folio Arab.
All of this was heavy, of course, and difficult to move, but the hardest of all was the stripped-down Arab. There were two great pieces of cast iron, both heavier at one end and so particularly awkward to lift and carry. To make matters worse, one of them was hinged. Some of it was painted royal blue, but where the metal was bare it was coated with a thin layer of rust. We managed to lug all this down the steep steps into my mother’s cellar, none of us imagining that it would sty there for six or seven years.
This was quite a haul for me. I had started printing on an Adana 8 x 5 with a few miniature cases of Times New Roman and Palace Script. Now I had more presses than I could possibly use and copious supplies of Baskerville and Gill Sans. There were various plans for setting this all up and using it, but they came to nothing. Gradually homes were found for the other presses, leaving me with the Arab and the type, cabinets and stones. At first the type was sorted and printed on the Adana, but as I became more involved in work and house renovation that trickled to a halt.
Then my employers and I parted company. I relished the freedom, applied unsuccessfully for a few jobs and wondered what to do with myself. I was about to turn thirty, and reckoned that if I did not try printing for a living then I might never have another chance. Four months after becoming unemployed I opened the doors of Hand & Eye Printing.
The name, subsequently changed to Hand & Eye Letterpress, was chosen to reflect the philosophy behind the venture. Interested in the idea of craft work, I had read about Eric Gill and his views on the subject. They resonated with me, and I hoped the name would convey my intention to produce jobbing printing to high standards.
It seemed that the Arab fitted in with this well. Treadle powered, I thought it would help avoid the evils of machine made things that Gill warned against. The fact that it was powered by a renewable energy source, namely myself, also appealed.
There remained the question of how to convert the several pieces of metal and wood into a working printing press. Indeed, I had no idea whether the machine was complete. A printers’ engineer was recommended to me, and he surveyed what I had and thought it would work. He knew about treadle platens, having crushed the end of one of his fingers in one as a boy.
Early one snowy January morning the machine back came up those cellar steps and was taken to my new workshop in the East End of London. Liam had been right, and that afternoon it was in one piece. However, the rollers had long since perished so I could not print anything on it, and the guard was incomplete, but the machine turned over. I decided I could work without the guard, and Liam introduced me to the venerable and local firm of Harrild & Partners, who had the rollers recovered for me. He also sowed the seeds of the Arab’s demise.
Teasing me a little, he said I would really have arrived when I had a Heidelberg platen, and told me how a minder used to run three of them at once: one on a long run, one on medium runs and one on short runs. Although I never expected to have that amount of work my imagination was fired. What I did not then realise was that you can turn out a lot of work that way but it is unlikely to be very well printed.
Just as I was getting my new business organised Matrix 4 was published. I did not know the journal then, but I was told about the article on the Arab in that issue. Fortunately I was still able to find a copy by the time I heard about it. Geoffrey Osbourne’s piece was of great interest, and his list of serial numbers told me that my machine had been built in 1911.
Once the new rollers arrived I had the painstaking job of adjusting the impression. I imposed a full forme with new type at each corner and adjusted the four impression bolts behind the type bed to get an even impression. Then I had to do something about the roller tracks. The leather that had originally covered them was old and tatty and a replacement had to be found. Seeing some discarded carton straps in the street one day I realised it was about the same width as the tracks. After packing out with strips of board and paper the rollers ran along it at the right height.
Up till then all my printing had been done on the Adana. I knew it was not big enough to produce the quality I wanted, but had no idea how fortunate it was that the Arab had come my way. Its great advantage was that the platen pivots right down by the floor rather that near its own base. Consequently as the machine turns over the platen is almost parallel to the type bed as it approaches it. The press is therefore more forgiving of incorrect packing of the platen than, say, a Heidelberg. This was a lesson that only came home to me later in my career.
The machine produced some nice work once was it was set up properly and I had got used to handling it. Looking back, it is amazing to remember that it printed the text of catalogues for a West End art gallery. Sometimes the sheet required was big enough to overlap the platen, but since it was hand fed this did not matter. I became adept at interleaving and could turn out a thousand sheets an hour. The trouble was that the treadling was damaging my knee. By the end of the first year I had to get larger premises and a motorised press. It took another year, but eventually I had both.
Although the new place was two and a half times the size of the old one I had filled it up before I even moved in. I had bought two proofing presses and a guillotine as well as a Heidelberg platen. The Arab was squeezed into the front by the window onto the street. It must have been many years since a treadle platen could be seen in operation in Clerkenwell, a traditional home of London printers. It attracted a lot of attention, particularly from former comps and minders who had moved onto other careers. It brought in quite a lot of work, too.
Quite by chance, the engineers from whom I had bought the Heidelberg were in the process of clearing out the premises of the recently demised Excelsior Printing Company. One winter evening they took me up to the dark dingy building in Edmonton, where I found some remnants of their handling of the Arab. There were parts lists and brochures, one of them a splendid item complete with ribbon and tassel. I kept them for some time until I realised that St Bride’s Printing Library was a better place for them than in my filing cabinet.
It took some time to learn to get a decent result from the Heidelberg but as I did the need for the Arab declined. My plan had been to have it motorised, but eventually I realised it would have to go. A sentimental attachment to it was overruled by the discovery that I could fit a Vertical Miehle into its space. They could be picked up for next to nothing and it would allow me to print a bigger sheet. I found one in due course, and looked for a home for the Arab. Scrapping it would be a last resort, so I advertised it in Exchange & Mart. The dealer who answered was planning to export it to Sri Lanka, where it would not be bothered by the high temperature and humidity. I like to think of it out there still, running as well now as it did when it was made more than ninety years ago.
Richard Lawrence, Oxford
I offer one-to-one tuition at my workshop on various machines: Heidelberg platen, Albion handpress, Vandercook repro proof press, small table-top platens, etc. I also can take machinery and type to groups on my pink milkfloat (Google ‘pink milkfloat’) for team-building events, demonstrations and fun.
I also occasionally move presses and equipment for people.