History
In 1894 the Saint Bride Foundation Institute Printing School opened in Saint Bride Lane as a social, educational and cultural centre, housing both a technical library and printing school to provide tuition for local printers and students. At the same time another of LCC's forebears, the Guild and Technical School, opened in Clerkenwell Road, moving the follow year to 6 Bolt Court. It became the Bolt Court Technical School and was rebuilt in 1911. It was renamed London County Council School of Photo-Engraving and Lithography.
In 1921 the Westminster Day Continuation School opened, becoming the School of Retail Distribution 1929.
In 1949 Bolt Court and the London School of Printing merged forming the London School of Printing and Graphic Arts. In 1962 this was renamed the London College of Printing (LCP) and moved to a new campus at Elephant & Castle. The North Western Polytechnic (now London Metropolitan University) printing department merged with LCP in 1969.
In 1985 the London Institute was formed and had taught degree awarding powers approved by Privy Council in 1993 with research degree awarding powers in 2002.
The College of Distributive Trades merged with LCP in 1990 becoming the London College of Printing and Distributive Trades, renamed the London College of Printing in 1996.
In 2003 the London Institute was granted university status as the University of the Arts London with LCP becoming the London College of Communication in 2004.
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