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Every which way and more...

I bit the bullet this week so to speak and braved the ordeal of cleaning and producing two new screens for new print designs... It wasn't as hard as I had expected, but of course it was while my screens were in the exposure unit that the bulb blew rendering the unit unusable!!! Last week the steamer broke while my fabrics were being steamed and this week the exposure thingy!!!!! My mum always said I had too much electricity in me and everything broke - I think she actually mean't I was just plain clumsy but hey ho, whatever, she weren't too wrong!!!!


The screens were finally finished but I haven't had a minute to go look at em let alone test them - that's the first job for next week.  As an antidote to the total frustration of screen printing I was able to employ some time making multi-directional patterns.  Good old fashioned cutting. sticking and colouring! Never happier, sat in the studio cutting up various drawing resized - flipped - photocopied to start some potential development work for scarf designs.

Using the different line drawings I spent a few happy hours playing with random placements to make some sizable multi - directional repaet patterns which I then experimented with different colour ways.

Using the same images but varying the sizes I made several different patterns which I have layered on top of each other to give a very very busy look - I am now continuing the experiment by adding colour using my colour palate and seeing what works and what make the design completely bonkers which is what I'm kind off going for!

I also had a workshop about best practice to take decent photographs using minimal equipment - obviously I haven't managed to put that into practice yet - will work on finding a good space to set that up next week as well.

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