Man v. Can 26
I returned to the lettering around the centre of my Can last evening. It was a mistake. I’d had a long, bruising day; my persistent cold was making it’s presence felt again, and I was tired. I knew it was the wrong time and that I was in the wrong mood to lift a brush and paint slippery enamel onto slippery tin.
But I just couldn’t resist the temptation to tinker.
Almost from the first brushstroke I was in retreat, rubbing out, getting covered in sticky paint, sighing and cussing.
The cussedness paid off I guess, as I eventually achieved something… perhaps the ugliest lettering ever to grace the sides of a Can!
Less said the better…
So, its back to the drawing board. And out with the sandpaper and red paint to redo the centre band. The moral of the story?
Listen a little more carefully to the ‘sage within’!