hiccup
Graffiti. That’s one art form I’ve never tried my hand at. But last night, I was working with some photos that absolutely SCREAMED for a graffiti title. I had the perfect paper. I had the perfect pen. (My Zig Opaque Writer.) I went to TOWN.
All was well until the pen decided to hiccup. Not once, not twice, but three times in succession. All was STILL well after I used the excess blobs of ink to color in the graffiti art rather than leave it an outline.
All was well until this afternoon, when I discovered that all that ink dried my paper to a nice, unacceptable ripple. ARGH! No more of this paper. Layout must be mailed tomorrow morning. Must fix tonight. Grrrrrr.

December 16th, 2006 at 3:17 pm
Did you try ironing it?