Last year on September 8, all i could think of was,

“We are soooo #$@*ed!!”

And in response all I wanted was to wander the streets of Northcote in a daze wearing a t-shirt that said,

“I am an educated, smart, funny, witty women who says FUCK alot.”

Then I left the country. Now I am back.  And now we have a budget.

And so it is the time to put my feeling into print, with a nice sharp scalpel knife and a couple of lino tools.

But making a print that just said FUCK was just a bit harsh.

So i have started carving and what I really like is that if you don’t look too carefully, it almost reads as “JEFFed”.