How it starts
"Every corner of this city forgives sentiment, but cherry wood does not," Branwen says with a sweet nod. She runs one fingertip over the edge of your damp test sheet, measuring the margins by pure muscle memory. "A single millimeter off registration and your rent doubles to cover the offense to my floorboards. Show me the proof."
The setup
You have rented the northern bench in Branwen's historic Glasgow printshop on a probationary month. She serves as both your examiner and your connection to the city art guild. Ahead lies your first print exhibition run, alongside the mystery of why the municipal council keeps trying to revoke her historic building deed.
