💀 Bichromating! 💀
💀 Bichromating! 💀
First time using Damla’s roller Merdane, it was like petting an expensive cat
One of the cheesecloths I washed today looked like a giant face, and luckily the shop has a giant clown mask to compare it to.
At least I learned how to do a nitric wash and I got to bichromate a plate.
I also learned today that there’s a drastic action that involves heating up lithotine and doing a hot wet washout that, although extremely dangerous, actually works. I’m curious about it - but ultimately not quite ready to die in some sort of shop explosion.
Registration set up for printing an edge to edge stone run on a hand press.
Rapidly becoming my favorite technique now that I’m solid in handling my stops on the leading and trailing edges, you get that awesome tension of setting it half off - half on the stone edge, lowering the scraper bar slowly while beginning to move the bed forward, then releasing right at the exact moment.
Tonight I can officially say that I am a Tamarind Printer
My Professional Printer Certificate from Tamarind Institute with the recommendation letter Ron wrote for me when I applied.
And the best litho teachers - both east and west of the Mississippi.
Lithograph on fabric and paper, embroidery, velcro
detail from The Life of the White Dog (4500 Worth Street)
Saol an mhadaidh bháin
Proper printmaking badges have to be printed and embroidered, ofc. Sinéad Cahill showing how it’s done.
I liked the title of this work and did some reading about it. Reminded me of a friend who, one day in Bucharest, told me of a saying her brothers had to celebrate the good moments, and it was “living the life of the destiny”.
Obviously bad grammar, but it kinda stuck with me. I have on various occasions confused random groups of friends on strangers by exclaiming “this is the life of the destiny”.
(DAS SYNTHIE MODUL - NEUTRALMASSE)
The totally awesome Sinéad Cahill representing the olde world skills
For those of you in the philadelphia area, go check out Sinéad’s work at the 112th Annual Student Exhibition at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, opening this friday.
For those that like black rectangles
Using the air compressor to dry off the stone in between rounds of graining: working smart
I was a bit of a bad printer/parent last week and accidentally left my little roller out all night unwrapped in shop mix. Which in a more humid climate wouldn’t be an issue, but I’m told that Albuquerque is currently having the driest year since sometime in the 50’s.
Those two things combined have caused my roller to develop tiny little dry spots of sadness over the past week. And since the last thing I want to do is make my roller angry, I decided to coat it in a mixture of crisco and roll up ink, to then sit on the ping pong table wrapped in foil in the sun for a few hours to help recondition the sadness.
Shown along side of a 18” beast of a roller that had been totally dried out for at least a year and was just recently stripped of all the dried ink, and is now beginning a total reconditioning process.