I created a random design, using a discarded cereal box to cut shapes from.
Then … I thought I’d try to be clever. Tricky. Try something new.
Instead of doing the normal thing, I chose to try a new path. I used small foam sticky pads to adhere those shapes to my base plate.
You never know. Until you try.
It didn’t work properly.
It would’ve been better had I used my regular glue ie (acrylic matte medium) to glue the cut cardboard shapes onto the base plate.
The sticky foam pads, allowed the cut out shapes to fall and sink unevenly. Which meant that the ink being rolled on the plate from the brayer, wouldn’t be level and smooth. The ink would be a hit and miss affair…….oh dear.
Too late. I needed to try, to make it work.
I was in class, it was a demo for Atwell Gallery class.
What. do you do?
You get on with it.
I gave up trying to continue on with the normal hand printing process with barren and wooden spoon to get the ink onto the paper.
The shapes were too uneven and the ink wasn’t ‘catching.’ Wasn’t getting onto the paper.
I used Masa paper a very versatile paper great for lots of media. And my hand, mainly my thumb to press the ink onto the paper from the shapes.
This last print, I think is rather nice. Not as solid dark as the others, it has more feeling in it.
There is some lovely texture, tonal variations.
It seems to have a mood to it.
The other collograph I constructed not using the foam tabs, was a much better plate.
It provided a far superior printing experience that I let a student borrow for class.
Still, I do enjoy this one featured.
It was a challenge.
Its kind of cool.
I used a wonderful ink, not available now.
A professional grade, gorgeous velvety black Daniel Smith oil based printing ink.
I had some saved from about 15 years ago.
It Still, is still great to use.
It rolls out perfectly. Even after all these years.
In class I demonstrated soaking a variety of good printmaking papers, including Rives.
This process worked out nicely. whew.
I love doing this, with the oil ink and using better quality print papers which provides such a beautiful professional finish for even beginners.
Spendy… but hey, once in awhile its a fabulous pleasure. And, bear in mind, it can last decades.
experiments, may not go the way you expect
back up plans, creative thinking go a long way to making even those work out ok
buying good quality materials, though more money, usually proves to be more cost effective in the long run
Wondering how he is, thinking I’d love to go visit and simply, chat. (David is a lovely man and he’s had a tremendous influence on my art journey, to which I’m truly appreciative. If you are in Melbourne, or can go to any of his international workshops. Just Do It.)
While on the store website, I noticed that an ‘Alison Hanly’ was listed there, teaching creativity.
You know, I was intrigued with that bit of information.
As many of my readers already know, the topic of creativity, is one I am passionate about.
I pretend at work to teach watercolor, oils, acrylics.
But truly its – Creativity of The Individual – that all my classes are always centered around.
I read Dr. Kim’s article twice.
Its well written, each point summed up, citing references to studies and sources.
It made me think.
There is one particular point in her article, that I keep returning to in my mind.
That when our ancestors first arrived here, they were risk takers.
They had to be. They had to be inventive.
They had to “Make do.”
Those early pioneer settlers had to Create things from “out of the box” tools and resources.
This fostered a culture of creativity and inventiveness that was passed down quite a few generations. They became more and more imaginative, innovative, self reliant. They worked hard, put out effort and spent the time to do what was needed to get the task accomplished.
They were, Creative.
But…. Do We Do the Same?
Don’t we, opt for the Easy; for the right Now; for the comfortable; for the zero risk?
Don’t we often opt for that subtle peer pressure, to ‘conform’ to fit in; to NOT stand out?
Don’t we want to continue in our soft and easy ways, making few waves, blending in, getting liked, staying in the comfort of our places?
Of course we do.
Creativity Demands…. Courage of the Inner Self.
Courage to be unique. To speak and express with our own voice. Our own words.
Courage to go beyond what is liked, popular, on trend.
Beyond the limits imposed and set our own rules.
Perhaps, these days, we have not been ‘working out’ enough in those areas.
Should we have Creativity Gyms?
I think, we should.
The Creative Zone
My home, The Creative Zone.
I didn’t always live there, though.
Its crept up on me, bit by bit, until one day I just realised that its not my holiday house anymore.
I’m always there.
It’s my home residence, now.
We are Not, All Like You Though!
Ahh, I can hear that thought from many of you all the way to Perth!
And you’re right.
I bet you’re pretty glad about that too, with all this – ART art art art art…..
Color, shapes and tones. Repeat. On a loop.
Doesn’t it ever, shut Off?!
I find that, difficult.
Degas, it seems, saw beauty, music, art, color, shapes, tones, wherever he turned his eye. I don’t think he could shut it off.
You can not create like he did, without living and breathing art and creativity.
Imagine – Think. Outside the Box
“Accessorise Your Mind, with passions, Inspirations and Imagination” by Angela Clare, Perth W.A.
I’ve been fortunate enough to be loaned this book, by the author’s mother, a student in one of my classes.
Then…. asking innocently, inappropriate questions my parents couldn’t quite bring themselves to answer a 10 year old.
Well, at least they didn’t censor my reading, leaving that to the public libraries’ board of directors.
Often I’d play the lone adventurer outdoors, studying the habitats of birds, rabbits, deer, chipmunks. I felt no need for followers or to follow, out there. I was bold and fearlessly exploring this imaginative, yet real realm.
My sister and I created indoor sleds. For the stairs. Its Amazing, What speeds just a bit of cardboard and plastic will allow, careening down those flights of stairs. No broken bones on these encounters. Save that, for the horse activities.
52 frog pick up.
Yes. Live jumping, leaping frogs.
ooops….. it was, in Grandmother’s kitchen. THAT was so, exciting for everyone.
Creative Imagination was encouraged at our house.
Not once, were we punished for those. Even when it resulted in messes we were told to take responsibility for and do the clean up.
So that’s how it began.
Over time though, with jobs, relocations, children, work deadlines, life……. you know! That Creativity slid into the background.
Then into the basement. Then it got buried, under the basement.
Probably the same as many of you.
I know it happens all the time.
Time.. to Reclaim Creativity
All that buried treasure, creativity, lay hidden away.
We decide to reclaim it.
Bit by bit.
Pushing away those rules.
Ignoring the trends, the commercial, to be the popular, most liked.
Fighting for individuality; to express my own words, my own voice.
It is a fight.
That is a given.
It goes against what the crowd wants from us.
What their expectations are and have been.
Indeed, perhaps what our own expectations have been.
The battle is for individuality. For Creativity.
To express my own self.
Not to parrot what someone else does. Or says.
Parroting is faster.
Echoing another is easier.
Copying is less risk.
True, when you parrot – If the audience doesn’t like it, you are off the hook.
You…. were only repeating what X said or did!
To expose your real thoughts, your real words and voice….
makes you vulnerable.
But if we are serious about moving forward in our art, this is exactly what we must do.
Ever listen to a singer who echoes the words correctly but bland, sings the words, but there is zero connection to the song content?
Then you hear a singer, passionately SING with so much feeling poured into the words, everything stops. Just to hear more.