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crossing the lino – final episode

We’ve come to the end of the four classes now, and here are the results of the last two. I was keen to think about birds and trees, plus Judy showed us how to experiment on different kinds of paper (the leaf is on rice paper, and the trees below are on different shades of tissue paper).

Rob has a very different style, his images have much more impact than mine do (not that it was a competition of course!) and he put a lot more effort into certain aspects of cutting than I did. As you can clearly see, our interests also vary widely:

Rob lino

The last pic was taken with my cell phone, the blurriness is due to my shaky hand.

Now that we’re in September, with the summer market season about to re-open and much sewing and screenprinting to be done, I can’t spend any more time on linocut printing experiments, but I will definitely return to Judy’s studio next year. We met some great people, drank some great coffee, and expanded our creative horizons. What’s not to like? :)

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lino – second instalment

Lesson #2: Rob put in extra practice time during the past week and had these designs ready for printing on Tuesday. I love them both, but especially the first one.

Me? No, no “homework” got done at all. I was thus forced to come up with the simplest of designs I could think of, in order to get any printing done during the evening.


I’m especially pleased with my leaf because I’m going to attach it to a block of wood so I can use it for “stamping” on fabric. The flower is printed in silver, because another student had just used some so it seemed silly to waste the leftovers. Two experiments using fabric paint and an old sheet below, one with the fabric laid on top of the lino and the second done the other way round.

fuchsia

Now I have birds on the brain, that’s going to be my next design.

crossing the lino

They say you should try everything once. Whoever “they” are. So, here we go wiiiiiiiith…..PRINTMAKING with LINO 101 !!!

There’s this brilliant (and patient) Cape Town artist called Judy Woodborne who offers classes for beginners, so Rob and I signed up.  I forgot to take a pic of his first print, which was actually a really lovely and unusual design. Mine, less so:

lino 1  Lino 3

I know what you’re thinking, it’s okay, you don’t all have to laugh at once. This was the first “design” I managed to scrape up off the top of my head – a tulip-y thing with leaves inside a very squonky box. But, hey, everyone has to start somewhere. And I have a whole week to practice before the next workshop.

Judy’s studio, Intaglio, is in the old, previously-abandoned Bijou Cinema in Observatory, and her space has been converted from what was once the projection room. Interesting in itself: curved walls with little windows at intervals for the projectors, and loads of exquisite etchings and extraordinary works of art on display.

PS. We also got freshly-brewed coffee and orange cake. It was a really lovely evening, well-spent in practicing patience and quiet thought.

Every person’s worst enemy

I know I am not the only person who ever experiences self-doubt. Apart from the obvious, Why would he be interested in me with my stretch marks and crooked teeth?, or I’m sure they’ll never hire me over that sexy 25-year old MBA graduate, there is also the one where you give up before you’ve even started: There’s really no point in trying to write a novel/ learn to quilt/ design your own clay bowl because you’re useless and everyone else has already done it better. Don’t even waste your time, budget brains.

So, as I plan my day of last-minute preparations for our Open Day tomorrow, I find I am having to contend with that sarcastic, self-deprecating voice in my head that says, No-one will want to buy anything you’ve made, fool, it’s too average. In an effort to squash it, to kick it in the guts with all my strength, I took a little wander around my flat and took pictures of just a few of the things I own which other people have made, and which I love .

In random order: a ceramic jug, a lino cut, a knitted teddy bear (made by Anne), a porcelain doll with crocheted clothes that used to belong to my dad when he was small, a painted plate, a woodcarving from Bali, a decoupaged hook holder, a felt rabbit, a mosaic heart (by Francois Kolver), and a clay pot.

Perhaps the people who made these also sometimes wondered what the hell they thought they were doing. Yet here these things are, validated by my choice and ownership of them, and representing so much more than just their material selves.

Right, shoulders back, chin up. Let me go and give a final rub to those mosaic mirrors.

To be continued…