Last week I took a one off art class which I wasn't quite sure if I should or could take since I had so much going on. At the last minute I just called everyone I knew and begged for help so I could do the class. I'm so glad I did. It was an artist's printmaking class and it was so interesting. I'm totally hooked. During the class I felt that incredible rush of pleasure you get when you discover something you really, really love for the first time.
The problem is that you leave the class wanting to print more but you can't. I left with two zinc plates and a borrowed etching tool. I really have to find an intaglio printing press though. I told Seb to keep his eye out for one because he works in industry and you never know what's lying around an old factory or junkyard. And I'll be hunting in all the local thrift shops for the next year. They cost a small fortune used or new. Meanwhile I'm trying to think of what I can use to make my own prints. I actually thought about running over paper with my car and I already tried the rolling pin from my kitchen. Yes it's that addictive.
We live in a small village but there are a lot of artists in this little community and lots of opportunities to learn. I credit this to my reopening the artist vault that's been closed for over ten years. I just wish I had more time to do it. It would be so much fun to take classes like this all the time.
3 comments:
That is so cool! I hope you find that press, kinda like the way you found the antique buffet.
I feel the same way about serigraphy. All the equipment... Too bad I didn't take more advantage of it when I was in school. I hope he finds what you need.
Jennifer - ahh, the buffet. well unfortunately I had to give it away. it was too big for the new dining room.
Lucy - there's always a quick and dirty way to do things! the fun is trying to find it.
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