I was hopeful that Step 9 would be final pass for the cormorant
lino, but hey. This is me we're talking about.
I liked it, but felt that the sense of depth could get one more boost if I applied an additional dark to the right side of the image. (Those closest rocks.)
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| Last color inked. |
So along came Step 10, a transparent black... just enough to goose those forward rocks into a bit more detail and bring them forward.
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| Cormorant linocut: Step 10 |
Yep. I think that pushed the birds back a skosh. That last dark looks REALLY dark in the photo, but the ink is wet and shiny and I think the camera just wants that contrast. Which suggests that getting a good shot of this piece is going to be challenging. We'll see once it's dry.
I'm considering "Telling Fish Tales" for the title... because every time I look at the interaction between the birds I can imagine the center fellow describing the one that got away. ("It was THIS big!")
I have my own story to tell with arms spread wide... mostly to accommodate the schlepping of boxes. After far too many months in limbo I finally found a place to live here in Salida... and I've spent most of this past week moving. Again. (Essentially the fourth move since October.)
Unfortunately the expense of the new space means I'll have to give up my lovely studio here and move back into 80 fewer square feet. Ooph. Gonna be tight. But I'll be happy to be all under one roof again and able to live with work in progress. Literally. It will also feel good to be unloading more extraneous stuff. I did a big purge before the first move, but since it looks like it won't have been quite big enough I can look forward to running a little leaner yet.
It will be a couple of weeks before I'm completely resettled, but knowing that the end of limbo is near helps a lot!
And never fear! I already know what the next lino will be... hoping to get it drawn up this week when I can't stand to look at another box.