six weeks of it at least. I randomly signed up for a screenprinting class in may after deciding that I missed art classes. I went into the city once a week from june to july and spent all day playing with inks and a powerwasher. the class wasn’t exactly what I expected. there were no crits or discussions on our ideas. it was more like seven people working independently in the same room and sometimes chatting. I did get to re-experience the intensity that comes with focusing one one thing for eight hours straight. I don’t know how I spent so many hours in the lab in grad school, just once a week killed me this time. I would come home zonked out and the next day I felt like I aged 40 years. I still loved every minute of it, aches and all.
we started with freezer paper stencils and then moved on to photo emulsions. of course I had to play with the idea of quilting with freezer paper. all the colors were “found” and just tweaked a bit to get what I wanted. I think this took me longer than an actual mini quilt would have (it’s from an edition of 20) with all the lining up I had to do. .
I let loose on the second print is. I hand drew everything on acetate and then added some pictures of the vintage polaroids. that was basically the only plan I had before printing anything. I made it up as I went along which drove part of me nuts but I’m in love with the textures I was able to get.