So, I got out my stuff and started playing – first up, the gelatine plate. The instructions said, use a disposable foil pan, but I didn’t have one the right size, so I used a glass dish. Only trouble is, getting the damn thing out! I ended up with a crack, but that is okay, as Rayna says they always crack eventually anyway, and it just adds more texture, so if it is okay with Rayna, its okay with me.
I printed with some gum leaves – and, oh look, just like Rayna, I got some stray threads in there – its okay, it just adds to the texture!
The gelatine plate does feel lovely and squiggy under your hands – I put it in the fridge so will haul it out again and play some more today.
Play” was definitely the theme of the day – I haven’t had access to my stuff for so long that I forgot what I had. These foam letters were from a kids craft store – cheap as chips, and fun – I think I got them with a
view to craft projects with the grandchildren in the future, but decided to give them a go myself.
I also had a play with some lovely Indian wood blocks I got a while back from the equally lovely Fiona Wright
I am lucky to have a great space for playing with messy stuff like paints and dyes. As a late amendment to the house plans, we decided to add a laundry tub to the garage, which is quite spacious. I also kept my old, upright clunker of a washing machine for rinsing out dyed fabrics. I have a flash new front loader in my laundry, but I knew I didn’t want to be dyeing anywhere inside the house as it is inherently messy and no matter how careful I am, I get splodges and splashes – and anyway, being careful all the time is at odds with the notion of just ‘playing’. So, I can splodge away to my heart’s content out here.
I wasted a lot of time yesterday looking for my black textile ink, which I knew I had some of – right at the end of the day, I found not one, but two tubs of it, so I can get back to playing today with some of the things I didn’t get to yesterday. All I need now is someone to play with!!
Which reminds me – Gay, when I switched email addresses, not all my address book copied over, so I don’t have your address, nor can I access your old emails anymore,so pls email me!
And finally, some more photos from around town taken on my bike ride yesterday.
The inner workings of said bridge – it does in fact open, although very infrequently.