Writer's block. Har har.
I keep forgetting livejournal exists. Maybe because I don't write anymore? 115 pages of graduate thesis sucked all the words out of me. Now, all I want to do is make block prints -- a totally different mental/emotional activity, by the way. I can't draw fussy little lines or carefully layer washes of watercolor. I just carve! Stab! Create! And the resulting prints really aren't so fantastic because I don't know what I'm doing, but even that kinda makes it ok. It's nice to just focus on process, for a change.
I went to the art supply store to buy some new mini-chunks of lino, but came home with more ink and some new steel cutters to replace my dull ones. Oh, and 5+ sheets of printing paper. The pastel paper I was try to use once my last stash ran out just was not cutting it.
And now: groceries.
I went to the art supply store to buy some new mini-chunks of lino, but came home with more ink and some new steel cutters to replace my dull ones. Oh, and 5+ sheets of printing paper. The pastel paper I was try to use once my last stash ran out just was not cutting it.
And now: groceries.