I have embarked on a new series of etchings regarding gratitude. Etching is hard and etching is time consuming, but I find it to be a really fulfilling process and it creates an image quality that simply can’t be achieved any other way. Such depth. I was talking to Charles about etching last night, and he made the interesting and fitting observation that etching is the one kind of printmaking that hasn’t really been modernized in the same way that other techniques have (for example, photolithography or the incorporation of digital technologies). Etching is metal and acid and drawing; there isn’t too much of a way around it, and I think this may explain some of its appeal.
In other news, I’m back at preschool and I’m taking a ceramics class at community college. Both of these things are moving along wonderfully and I am full of gratitude. In ceramics so far I’ve made three drawings (of my teeth, bicycle helmet, and a quoin key) and a really uneven pinch pot. But I really love working with clay and my teacher is wonderful. He said, “we’re not forcing the clay; we’re coaxing it,” which is really good advice not only in this specific situation, but maybe in most situations (working with children? Asana practice, mechanical things, interacting with people to get things done?).
I told the little girl that I babysit that I am in ceramics class, and she asked about clay. I told her that it is like play dough, but from the earth (I don’t know how good of an explanation this is), and she asked, “doesn’t it [the earth] get smaller if we take pieces off of it?”