A few days of printing preparation took me to a road less travelled, a long drawn out bicycle ride to collect letterpress plates, a train ride to Cheshire where a spaniel slept as the Heidelberg sang. One hundred and fifty  beer mat boards, seventeen measurement checks, two cups of strong tea and a walnut whip  later I was satisfied. This takes me over, the pull + my push, the necessity + my determination, the fear + my infatuation. An equation akin to unrequited love. My happiness rests in the hands of an untrustworthy lover, my future teeters on a see saw.