…and then I pick myself up, put on my warpaint, and head back out into the world.
Working on better control of this technique. So, dark flowers.
Perhaps inevitably, ink resist leads to scratchboard
I saw an owl in the woods today.
I couldn’t resist another resist
Walking through paths of autumn.
More playing with resist, I think I’m getting a little better handle on it. I love the process of laying down colors, covering them up, then scraping through murk to find them again, It’s like a treasure hunt.