Lily S. May–Life with Art
When I began looking into self publishing a retrospective book of my prints, I saw that it might not be simple to do. Indeed, that's the case. After stalling because of extremely high prices for scanning the works, I've adjusted my plans and will do something more modest--like creating a section of my site devoted… Continue reading Paintings I’d Forgotten About
During the pandemic, I've been out walking on streets of houses surrounding the neighbourhood that I live in. I always take solace from the trees and gardens I see. But I've been surprised at how the look of some of the houses improves my sense of well-being. In particular, I often love looking at the… Continue reading Scratchboard Houses
This is the most recent wallhanging I've made. After all the deliberating that went into making the Autumn appliqué, I designed this one quickly. I still had periods of unsewing and resewing, but not as many as with the previous appliqué. I enjoyed working with the bright colours as the nights lengthened. The bird shape… Continue reading Doorway
Yesterday I printed the "Portrait of a Wary Bird" in black oil based ink. It's on a lovely Japanese paper whose name I have unfortunately misplaced. Here she or he is:
This is a proof of my most recent block print. I've been using this blue water-based ink for proofing because it's easy to clean up. It gives me enough of an idea of the shapes and textures to see if I need to make any changes. For completed prints I use a washable oil based… Continue reading Portrait of a Wary Bird
As I meander through the art work I've done, I wanted to show you this linocut I made when I was just learning printmaking. I called this print "Monk Bird" because I thought the bird looked like a monk of sorts. The photo here is of a proof I made, meaning it's not one of… Continue reading Early Linocut–Monk Bird
This afternoon I learned that a friend's son in law had been murdered in a random act of violence. I never knew her son in law, but had heard about his death on the news in the morning without knowing their relationship. After hearing this sorrowful news, I was writing. On the wall opposite me the… Continue reading After Tragic News
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