Illusions of drupa 2012

After two weeks of rain and sunshine, sausage and spargel, more than a few alts and pils, far too much walking and standing, transportation that reminded me of Tokyo at rush hour, and having my BS detector turned up all the way, it’s good to be back home and try to put all drupa 2012 had to offer into some kind of perspective. All the big news has been well covered, so rather than say the same stuff as my colleagues, I’m just offering up my own thoughts on this latest love fest of print called drupa.