Monthly Archives: April 2012

Two Steps Forward, One Step Back

I wish I could say that making art is all smooth progress and constant inspiration. Alas! Sometimes there are bumps in the road.

My current speed bump concerns my print of Moby Dick breaching. It all began when I ordered the linoleum for the pair of prints, of which the breach is one. I wanted to use a specific type of linoleum, and found some of the right type and size online. Imagine my dismay when the wrong blocks arrived! It turns out the link on the supplier’s website pointed to a different linoleum than that described. (Silver lining to this story: the customer service rep to whom I complained followed up and discovered this bad link, and had the company fix it; and I got my money refunded.)

Well, since I had this block, I decided to use it anyway. Bad idea. The piece of linoleum is not very robust. The core is crumbly, and in order to clean up the crumbs that erupt when carving I have carved almost all the way down to the canvas backing. Here you can see the crumbling linoleum.
Crumbling lino block

And the edges of the block are seriously degraded after only two test prints.
Lino block edge failure

So now I get to start the block all over again. I really like how the first try was coming along, so I will use the magic of printmaking to transfer the image to a new block. How? I’ll ink the first one, run a print, and then take the still-wet print and run it through the press onto a new block. Each run through the press reverses the image, so two reverses will put the image onto the block in the direction it needs to be. It’s kind of like those double negatives your English teachers used to warn you about. (And this thinking back-and-forth is one of the things I love about printmaking; it’s like a giant puzzle!)

In the meantime, progress is still being made in other areas.

While rummaging about in the midden pile that surrounds my desk, I discovered a partially carved block that I had put aside months ago due to lack of insight as to how to proceed. I took one look at it, and saw immediately what my next steps in carving should be. A morning of carving, a test print, some corrections, and I’m ready to run with my Paul Bunyan print, the first of what I hope to be a set of American myths and folk tales. Photo to follow once the ink has dried!

And yesterday I began carving my skeletons in a balloon print for the La Calaca International Print Exchange. (Follow the link for some fabulous prints; I’m very much looking forward to getting a set of 15 of these.) I’m thinking this will be a 3-color print, with blue for the sky and mountains, green for the fields, and black outlines to define it all.
Skull balloon


Linoleum block workshop!

Have you always wanted to learn how to do linoleum block printing? Have vague memories of elementary school arts & crafts, but suspect there’s more to it than that? Here’s your chance to learn more!

I’m leading a weekend workshop on linoleum block printing, May 12 & 13, at Michael Angelo Studios here in Santa Cruz. Click here to learn more and sign up. Hurry; class size is limited to 10.

Progress…

I’ve taken a bit of a break from work to do the annual Rite of Taxes, but nonetheless progress is being made.

I’ve been slowly making adjustments to my first Moby Dick print, enlarging the figures in Ahab’s boat, taking down some of the texture in Moby Dick’s skin, and adding more highlights to the water. Here’s the latest proof:
Latest proof of Moby Dick

Part of the inspiration for this print is the chapter where Ahab speaks to his crew about his true purpose, the hunting down of Moby Dick, and draws them into his mad passion.

All visible objects, men, are but as pasteboard masks. But in each event — in the living act, the undoubted deed — there, some unknown but still reasoning thing puts forth the mouldings of its features from behind the unreasoning mask. If man will strike, strike through the mask! How can the prisoner reach outside except by thrusting through the wall? To me, the white whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there’s naught beyond. But ’tis enough. He tasks me; he heaps me; I see in him outrageous strength, with an inscrutable malice sinewing it. That inscrutable thing is chiefly what I hate; and be the white whale agent, or be the white whale principal, I will wreak that hate upon him.

I wanted to show Moby Dick as that wall, huge, intimidating, and yet not that malicious agent of evil Ahab believes him to be; rather, he is the blank screen upon which Ahab projects his anger.

And in the meantime, I’ve also charged ahead on my second Moby Dick print: Moby Dick breaching.
Second Moby Dick print

On the second day of the final hunt, the Pequod’s whaleboats see Moby Dick ahead of them:

And thus, through the serene tranquilities of the tropical sea, among waves whose hand-clappings were suspended by exceeding rapture, Moby Dick moved on… But soon the fore part of him rose slowly from the water; for an instant his whole marbleized body formed a high arch… and warningly waving his bannered flukes in the air, the great god revealed himself, sounded, and went out of sight.

The boats wait for Moby Dick to reveal himself again.

…Ahab could discover no sign in the sea. But suddenly as he peered down and down into its depths, he profoundly saw a white living spot no bigger than a white weasel, with wonderful celerity uprising, and magnifying as it rose, till it turned, and then there were plainly revealed two long crooked rows of white, glistening teeth, floating up from the undiscoverable bottom. It was Moby Dick’s open mouth and scrolled jaw; his vast, shadowed bulk still blending with the blue of the sea…

It’s difficult to convey the excitement of this chapter by selecting quotes; it’s a fast-paced tour de force of language and action, with words rolling and flashing like the very waves tossed by the breaching whale.

There are two more prints to come in this set. Stay tuned! And in the meantime, I’d suggest you read the book. It is the best. Ever.