Here's another version of my print I did on craft paper. Turns out it looks way better but only one copy really worked out. Tear.
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Monday, December 2, 2013
Ink and Portraits
This weekend I decided I need to get back to the basics and actually learn how to draw, and draw bigger. So I did some portraits. Liquid ink is fun.
Jacqueline
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
The Ball
This is a screen print of the sketch from The Planter's Ball I posted a while back. It's is my first real screen print in a while, 3 years to be exact. It was a real pain in the ass. 9 colours. 9 pain staking colours. Sweat and tears went into every print so they may not be acid free anymore (blood free guaranteed though)?
Labels:
drawing,
friends,
fun,
MFA,
montreal,
party,
school,
silk screen,
tree planting
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
The Book of Tree Planting Suicides (Trailer 2)
The Book of Tree Planting Suicides has received a great response! I sold all 37 copies (minus one that I kept for myself)! Recently, I reprinted some pages I was missing to complete the edition of 50 copies, so in a minute (or several hours) once I finish binding them, there should be 15 copies left. Who wants one? They are $25 each and $2.20 for shipping if you aren't in Montreal (or I'm coming to Toronto in Nov.). I will never print them again so we're talking limited edition here. To commemorate the completion of the printing, here I will release another one of the images.
All 50 copies officially printed and bound with two APs (Artist Proofs) also!
Monday, October 7, 2013
Dead Bird Under a Bridge
I thought I'd lost these!
I painted this one fine Sunday on a day off in Midway, BC under a bridge, over the Kettle river, right by my camp. I hadn't tried free hand spray painting probably since my mural in Barcelona in the Sitges abandoned water park. I was supposed to do this a lot over the course of the summer. I had a crate of spray paint in my car, but I failed miserably except for this one sketch. There's my dead bird, the mascot for winning and free love apparently. It was one of those times when I thought it was terrible and never wanted to look at it again, and then last minute on my way out of Midway at the end of the season I took a picture as an afterthought. I think it's pretty good for having no free hand skills. Getting good at this is on my to do list. I'm thinking about practicing with just dead birds until I get really good at them and figure out my style and some tricks. Also, I think I'm changing my street art name again. It's going to by Y-BOT. Just you wait.
I painted this one fine Sunday on a day off in Midway, BC under a bridge, over the Kettle river, right by my camp. I hadn't tried free hand spray painting probably since my mural in Barcelona in the Sitges abandoned water park. I was supposed to do this a lot over the course of the summer. I had a crate of spray paint in my car, but I failed miserably except for this one sketch. There's my dead bird, the mascot for winning and free love apparently. It was one of those times when I thought it was terrible and never wanted to look at it again, and then last minute on my way out of Midway at the end of the season I took a picture as an afterthought. I think it's pretty good for having no free hand skills. Getting good at this is on my to do list. I'm thinking about practicing with just dead birds until I get really good at them and figure out my style and some tricks. Also, I think I'm changing my street art name again. It's going to by Y-BOT. Just you wait.
Labels:
BC,
birds,
dead birds,
free hand,
graffiti,
spray paint,
street art,
tree planting
Friday, October 4, 2013
Action/Adventure Hero Dreams
I had another one of my action/adventure hero dreams recently. Me and my crew of warriors were escaping from some evil force. We were running through an open field and I discovered that I could jump really high and spin. I jumped so high that I was able to reach the clouds. The clouds were a fluffy firm consistency, like cotton, that I could grab hold of. When I manage to haul myself up on a cloud, there is my friend Justin hanging out in his boxer shorts! I give him a big hug and it is understood that he is dead/was thought of as dead so I'm very happy to see him relaxed and well.
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