IN PROCESS... Jigsaw lino, an "easy" way to make color prints:
you cut apart the block, ink each piece w/ color, and reassemble to print. My walls can't take much more hanging art. I wanted to design something I and others might-could use: I'm working on punch cards.
First effort--not quite right. . . (I wanted the line to invite you to write in what your punch is for.) Making my own version of an everyday-thing brings home how well-designed everyday-things are (or they wouldn't be everyday)--and that takes a lot of designing!
My brain is… what? I just added numbers—carved two backwards, and had them process counterclockwise.
I'll carve at least 3 more for printing on Tuesday.
Below: the sprite under my desk is helping.
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The other day bink & I went for cardamom rolls at the Swedish American Institute. (It's a museum, but I don't care about that.) Ran into an old friend there, who took our photo. bink wants it noted that she is chewing...
I keep being shocked to see myself. Turning sixty (3 years ago) was a turning point, physically. News flash, huh? But I'm still getting used to the change in direction––now facing into the last quarter? of my life. (Or, hey--today could be the last day, for all we know.)
For me, the psychological changes are wonderful. I do still fret and fume, but much less. So much less. A thing I've learned is, I'm fine. You're fine.
PLAY TO YOUR STRENGTHS, and stop trying to fix yourself.
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I met RMG at the art institute cafe yesterday, and this time I did go look at art. Marz had told me to look at Japanese printmaker (etcher) Tanaka Ryohei (1933-2019). Below: "Chrysathemum" (with spider)
Though I'd never aim for anything this intricate, it's inspiring to see things people make.
Below: the sprite under my desk is helping.
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The other day bink & I went for cardamom rolls at the Swedish American Institute. (It's a museum, but I don't care about that.) Ran into an old friend there, who took our photo. bink wants it noted that she is chewing...
I keep being shocked to see myself. Turning sixty (3 years ago) was a turning point, physically. News flash, huh? But I'm still getting used to the change in direction––now facing into the last quarter? of my life. (Or, hey--today could be the last day, for all we know.)
For me, the psychological changes are wonderful. I do still fret and fume, but much less. So much less. A thing I've learned is, I'm fine. You're fine.
PLAY TO YOUR STRENGTHS, and stop trying to fix yourself.
_____________________
I met RMG at the art institute cafe yesterday, and this time I did go look at art. Marz had told me to look at Japanese printmaker (etcher) Tanaka Ryohei (1933-2019). Below: "Chrysathemum" (with spider)
Though I'd never aim for anything this intricate, it's inspiring to see things people make.
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