FRRRRRRREEEEEDOM!

"Turpentine induced headache, stained hands, tired of seeing my bad linocut, nauseous, but at least it's almost weekend! Yay weekend!"  (R. Hugo 2011 Feb)

That quote is my facebook update for today. I'm in fact qouting myself. Which is of course stupid. Which is of course why I don't want to learn the damned Harvard referencing method because it tells us that using our own opinions/ and reasoning twice for different essays means we are in fact commiting the heinous crime of plagarism...against ourselves. I have never heard of anything stupider.

Anyhoo's. The new art project I was so excited about? Yeah, not so excited anymore. I might sound contradictive by saying this but I hate getting my hands dirty when I do art. And not in the figurative sense of asking someone else to kill off your competition (which I have a lot of) but in the literal cat shaking it's paws when it gets wet sense. We basically have a tile of linoleum(linoneum?) which we carve an image into. We then roll on this special linocut printing ink, sandwich it between two sheets of paper, put it through this big roller press and voila! Instant print! Now that's the fun part.
Cleaning up takes more than double the tme it takes to print; we have to use turpentine to clean our roller, our tile, our board, ourselves...The ink sticks to everything and thus my prints have monkey paw smudges on the edges. My prints were also coming out either too dappled, too dark, or had these little marks because specks of dust got into the grooves. And my etching/carving itself sucks. This project sucks. My fingers are still stained after at least several washes. I'm a bit high on turpentine (if that's even possible) and you could've had the whole gist of this story by just reading the first paragraph at the top! la la di doo di da. Screw this! I'm not doing another print even if I get the worst marks in the class for it! (triumphant laughter)

The graphic arts peoplez are doing self portraits a la traditional. I finally talked with one of them after a spout of jealous staring. The girl laughed and said our roles should be switched. I want to draw and paint! I...I...

If you're interested check out my other blog fragile eternities where I rave about my favourite artists and books.

I've also been on a popcorn spree. I'm the ultimate popcorn maker extradonaire if I must say so myself. I must; it's my blog.

 My vision:

 

My other vision:

Don't laugh! Girls either want to be fairy princesses or leather wearing tough girls who look good in skinny jeans. I want to be both. Guess I'm going to have a problem.