Print: ID / paper jam

 

RTomens, 2020

LJ was openly flirting with Paul Weller. The young Paul Weller, that is. She had a smoke parked between her lips, waiting for him to light it. Watching this, despite my disgust, I still felt the need to tell her that the cigarette was the wrong way round. Some dream...

Jamming. We're jamming: I thought I'd try printing over masking tape this afternoon. Stupid idea, but only in retrospect (I've done it successfully before). The sheet crawled out followed by bleeps and an alert sign saying paper was jammed in the printer - damn it! I could see that a strip of masking tape had been chewed off by the machine - lifted the cover, managed to pull some of it out but the rest was stubbornly sandwiched between the rollers. OK, take the back off - there it is - stuck down! Got some tweezers and managed to pull it out. Phew. So the piece here is the final result, which would have looked different if not for the paper jam, but possibly not as good. Or better. Some accidents are happy ones, some just alter the course of an image. 

art print, colour print, finger print