Filed under: Fleeting thoughts..., printmaking | Tags: art, artist, drypoint, Ink, monoprint, print, printmaking
Look at what’s popping up in our garden!
I wish that I could take any kind of credit for those. The previous owner planted them. BUT…I have so lovingly ignored them…and LOOK how nice they are! Well, I also recently bought a watering can, which my son loves to use. He may need to take all the credit.
And this one!
Snazzy! One more:
Maybe I was channeling these colors when I was printing last night. Okay. I must admit. I was not thrilled with these prints…take a look:
And this one:
I know. Not good…SIGH. I’m not sure whether to abandon them…or try to fix them…somehow. There is no such thing as an “eraser” in printmaking. *DRAMATIC SIGH* I was a bit down after that frustrating evening of printmaking “yuck”.
BUT…today’s printing was much better! I wonder if it’s because I went back to something that I know better: drypoint.
That was the first one…kind of interesting. So, I tried it on silver paper:
Not great…the ink doesn’t stick to the shiny paper. Then, I added a monoprint element:
This, I liked much better…so I kept at it:
Also interesting! Then in blue:
I like this one also! And then, just simple drypoint layers:
It was interesting how different wiping techniques resulted in such different line quality between the blue and the red. Hmmm…oh, and I almost forgot:
Moody! I also like it a bit. These prints are a bit small…3.5″W x 8″H. I think this makes them more appealing as well. So, luckily, these prints improved my outlook on life, in comparison to the ones from last night. A bad day at the print studio makes me blue. A good day at the print studio makes me hopeful.
I JUST looked at pictures of the royal wedding. So amazing! I was about to write, “good lookin’ couple”, but then I stopped myself. WHY, you ask????
I’ve been reading a book on fostering self-esteem in children. Well…appearance is the number one thing that can seriously affect not only the child’s feeling of self worth, but also how society treats the child. It is an awful truth that attractive children/adults get: special treatment, more sympathy, more affection, more “breaks” in life, more praise, etc. etc. etc. This is really heartbreaking. So, I’m trying to make a point of noticing my judgmental thoughts on appearance and curb them. This primarily affects my view of myself (we’re our worst critic), but I am paying attention to it on all counts. We should focus on kindness, generosity, and character…rather than height, eye color, and dress size. The world would be a better place…
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