My first print. A two color linoprint. I dig it.
Ok, I wasn't really in prison. I haven't been around much these past 2 weeks because I've been spending my afternoons in Luxembourg taking a printmaking class, which thankfully is now over. During the great European heatwave of 2006 I have been keeping myself busy by spending 3 hours a day in a non-ventilated printshop playing with toxic chemicals.......which only served to reminded me of why I am a painter and not a printmaker.
The class consisted of myself, a 60 year old German guy, an 18 year old Luxembourgish girl, and four 12 year olds from God knows where. Yeah---weird bunch. But we all managed to make some damn nice looking prints and we tried to learn some solid techniques from our scatter-brained professor who was from one of those Eastern European countries that just joined the EU last week. Apparently wherever our professor is from, it's totally acceptable to drink 20 oz cans of beer while teaching adolescents to burn copper plates with acid. Seriously I think the poor guy was drunk during each of our 10 class sessions. Either that or he has the memory & attention span of a goldfish. On one occasion he actually started the sentence: "No matter what you do, make sure you don't......" -----and then he just walked away. Did I mention he did this right before I was about to drop my aquatint plate into the acid bath? Anyway, I successfully burned the plate. No one got hurt. Just a big cloud of smoke and some coughing and gagging. One of the before mentioned 12 year olds almost passed out. French kids are such pussies.