It’s not rocket science.

All a person really needs to print is paper, ink, and pressure. Have a pinch of good luck handy and you’ve got yourself a pretty good situation. Our setup is no different and not much special. At heart, we’re just your friendly neighborhood letterpress print shop.

David Brewer: Partner & Founder

David Brewer – c’est moi – was born in Fredericton, grew up there, moved away from there, and moved back to eventually live in what was his grandmother’s and then his parents’ house. I am an ordained minister with The United Church of Canada and is presently with two churches on a half-time basis with the rest of my working time and energy supposedly being spent in the printshop and upstairs studio in my back yard.

On a good day, the Good Lord has given me to be able to draw, paint, cut blocks, set type, or do whatever I put my hand to pretty much. On a not-so-good day (or a bad one), I find something else to do. I started drawing and painting in the mid to late 1980’s and have worked in various media but really like print-making in almost any of its various forms. I get lucky on a good day and have had or been part of numerous exhibitions over the years.

Rabbittown Press was to be a part-time business to go along with whatever part-time day job I might find myself working at. However, having given away probably more than I’ve sold, it is not as business-like as I would have it and is at the present time something else. What that is and what it will be, I’m trying to figure out and put some shape to.

Rabbittown Press: A Brief History

Rabbittown Press occupies a building that is now 100 years old. In that time it has evolved.

The building began as a small carriage barn-stable at about the time such things were disappearing with the advent of the automobile. The original studs, now behind boards, are well chewed in what must have been the stable area, and there was a small window for cleaning out the old bedding and manure.

From the beginning, there was a second floor–an upstairs with an end door for loading in straw of hay or both. Inside access to this upstairs was by way of a hole midway along the back wall (about three feet square) with boards nailed across the studs to form a ladder to lead up to it.

With its plank floor laid across rough stringers supported on piles of flat rocks, the building soon found a new use, serving as a double garage. As time went by and cars became longer, the front of the building had to be extended by about two feet. The upstairs became a place to store possibly useful odds and ends of wood, metal, rope, pulleys, and other assorted objects–none of which every provide much use.

“A Brief History” is an excerpt taken from a piece of Rabbittown Press ephemera, available for purchase from our shop.

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