“christmas night,” a limited edition woodblock print/greeting card
the two-color block print art is based on a drawing of one of the kidlingers. it’s part is a limited printing of 17. each card is numbered. if you receive one of these limited editions it is printed on paper good enough to frame (if you so desired).
diy woodblock prints/greeting cards
i transposed a drawing by a four year old child into a two-color print.
this nice thing about using acrylic paint (instead of traditional ink) is that it drys quick.
woodblock printing on a budget… or diy woodblock printing.
i dug out some old art supplies & a few scraps of 2”x4” wood to create a limited printing holiday greeting card series.
the art for the print is my translation of a drawing by one of the kidlingers.
(via giannasunshine)
another photo from our end of the mid-atlantic blizzard of december ‘09… it’s still snowing… expecting another foot of snow by sundown…
photo from our end of the mid-atlantic blizzard of december ‘09
Michael Bierut shares notebooks he has kept from 1982 until 2008.
“There always seems to be a lot of interest in designers’ sketchbooks, but I call these notebooks for a reason. I’ve seen other designer’s sketchbooks and I’m always impressed by how much creativity is on display. Not in mine. Page after page contain nothing but records of phone conversations, notes from meetings, price estimates, specifications. I keep the random doodles to a minimum. Someone looking at those pages would think the book might belong to a lawyer or, more likely, a party planner. Every once in a while, though, there are some drawings that would suggest that the owner was a designer.” – Michael Bierut
I’ve always envied other designers who keep really interesting notebooks with amazing sketches and beautifully handwritten notes, worthy of exhibition (Jose Cabaco, Mathias Paeres, Patrick Rockwell..). I’ve tried to analyse my notebooks at one time, and out of laziness I drew the conclusion that my role and relationship with my work has reached a point where I don’t feel the need to meticulously draft it all out. But a more accurate analysis would be that my process is just different from those designers whose notebooks I envy. And this is ok. Thanks Mr. Bierut. 🙂
For years have pushed art making away from me. Partly due to lack of space and consolidating my paintings into small sketchbooks. Then I replaced paint for pen and ink, and drew smaller images into Moleskines until my drawings disappeared into lines of characters trying to form poems…
Now, I want to start painting again…
(Image source via creativeinspiration: 472239364: artpixie: love letters and skypaints: http://www.flickr.com/photos/tinycastles/3912498882/)
um… does this mean c.s. lewis was abducted by aliens?
creativeinspiration: adorablelife: bookspaperscissors: The Bibliobarn’s Bibliobargains! (via yeksitra)
malty: My post-it note confession
quality paper action book (via)
i wasn’t kidding when i said i have a 1000-page manuscript. here’s a photo of it on my drawing table. now if i can only find where i put my lighter…
speaking of ‘inadvertently burnt’ manuscripts… i came across this interesting piece about about William Carlos Williams’ first volume of poetry…
Of William Carlos Williams’ debut slim volume, Poems, which the young and popular physician of Paterson, NJ published privately in 1909 only two copies are known to exist. Of the second state, which differs from the first in only a few respects, a hundred copies were published in 1910 by a local printer Howell at 25 cents a copy. Dr Williams took a dozen of these to the local stationery store and after a month four had been sold, so he brought home the remainder and after distributing a few copies to members of his family, returned the rest of the edition to his printer. At some point Howell, as Williams recalled in his Autobiography, then wrapped them in a neat bundle and put them away for ‘safe keeping’. After they had ‘ reposed ten years or more on a rafter under the eaves of his old chicken coop ‘ they were ‘, Williams recorded ruefully, ‘inadvertently burnt’. (via bookride)
some days i dream of steamer trunks & where they might take me… (via creativeinspiration)
maybe it was the temperature: 38°… or maybe it was the 5% grade… or the 170-foot ascent… or maybe it was the cookies & milk before i went to bed after the concert…
whatever it was… it took me 33.10 to finish 5k…
malty: My post-it note confession
NOTE:
“i miss reading,” whatannaloves.tumblr.com, accessed November 4, 2009, https://whatannaloves.tumblr.com/post/220026161/i-miss-reading (page no longer available, web site deactivated)
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