Well! Looks like we’ve got an early post here. It’s so much nicer to try and make art when your eyes will actually stay open.
I slaved away for a few hours in the darkroom today, and ended up with nothing to show for it. I think there’s a problem with my enlarger-strange lines kept showing up on my photographs...grr!! I decided to give it a rest, and continue on the other enlarger tomorrow.
Angry, angry, angry.
Tired of the usual paper, I opted for a soft chipboard for today’s piece. Although I think I prefer the contrast of ink on white paper, the ink flows pretty well on this surface.
com-press v. To press together into a smaller space; to condense. n. A soft pad sometimes medicated, for applying cold, heat, moisture, or pressure to a part of the body.
I kept returning to the image of a character “compressing” his/herself into a small space. Lacking a more concrete idea, I decided to go with it.
As an afterthought, I added the pot of flowers. I like the tension a sort of delicate item adds to the already cramped situation.
Hmm.
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