Collagraphs are Fun
The plate for this collagraph (see process shots below) was made from mat board and construction paper – and it was printed in a small edition of 5, intaglio style. If you’d like to see a tutorial video on making one of these collagraphs, visit my youtube channel.
Lots of Options
This is print #1 and #2. (above) You can see how altering the treatment of the window view and the art on the wall changes the overall look of the final collagraph. The first print is Urban and the second is a seaside location. She’s on vacation. 🙂 This photo was taken before I painted the sailboats over the art space on the wall.
Keep it Simple
In a small edition like this (five), it’s great fun to leave empty spaces in the design of the plate, to allow for experimentation and whimsy while coloring the print. If you plan your design and leave areas blank, you can draw, paint or collage whatever suits your fancy and floats your boat on each print. (You can see other examples of collagraph made with mat board and construction paper here and here.)
What do you do in your art-making to mix things up and open doors for further experimentation and frivolity?
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