I recently bragged to Jessen, one of the owners of Salmagundi that I usually print my work out on wood. This flagrant lie was part of a campaign to nab a spot on his walls during next summer’s “First Thursdays” series in Jamaica Plain, during which local artists get a little air time in retail spaces.

I started with a vector illo of my friend Choya, drawn a while back for some promotional material for the 2009 Boston Fashion Summit. I contacted the guys from Emulsion Apparel on a recommendation from colleague and fellow designer Alex Slater, to work out the actual printing. (I can’t recommend these guys enough. Seriously. Emulsion Apparel.)

That done, I headed to Home Depot to buy the wood necessary to assemble the frame, tape measure firmly installed on my belt. The tape measure, though precise in its measurement of a single length of wood, didn’t help me select the correct number of pieces to buy; so I went back for more. I successfully avoided the employee who had given me a weird look earlier in the day when I had announced that I would need six bars to construct two frames. I was, however, less successful in guessing the size and number of screws that I’d need. Unable to bear any more humiliation at Home Depot, I hit up True Value instead. Went home. Realized I didn’t own a saw (Who doesn’t own a saw?). Back to True Value. Picked up some beer on the way home (again — only six needed to construct two frames) and threw something together. It’s mostly a blur.

So… to people who actually habitually print on wood: My (Salmagundi) hat’s off. Cheers.