Our printing company informed me that “Make a Joint Stool from a Tree” was loaded on a truck and shipped to us on Thursday, which means it could arrive any time between now and Tuesday.
So, of course, I had a very bad dream about the book last night.
You do not need to shield your children’s eyes from the next few paragraphs. The dream did not involve nudity or a randy okapi. It was about the color red.
“Make a Joint Stool from a Tree” by Jennie Alexander and Peter Follansbee is our first book with color photographs, and so I spent about a week in January trying to dial in all the fleshtones and oak-tones in the photographs so they looked consistent. I am now intimately familiar with the color of Peter’s hands.
So in my dream I open the first boxes of the joint stool book and many of the pages are smeared with red ink. In fact, some pages are mostly blocks of red. I call the printing company to complain. They tell me that I am looking at books from the beginning of the press run and the press operators were still trying to dial in the color – this actually is a real-world excuse in the printing industry.
So I go on a search for books that were printed later in the run.
The rest of the press run is at a book-release party and is being handed out to the guests. I start complaining to the host about the color. They hand me some gray Play-Doh and a Fuzzy Pumper Barber Shop. The gimmick of the book release party is that everyone will extrude their own Peter Follansbee beard in Play-Doh and wear it during the party.
No one will listen to me. I’m surrounded by men and women wearing big Play Doh beards. I wake up.
I’m sure the color will be just fine. Really.
— Christopher Schwarz