black tea painted on Kozo paper
No skipping going out to dinner as we had Wednesday night or skipping getting all gussied up to attend an event at the Spencer Museum of Art complete with cocktails et al as we did Thursday because we were hot...on a mark making streak that we dared not interrupt.
So yesterday morning, after posting about Thursday and breakfasting, I ventured downstairs to see how the black tea painted sections of Kozo paper dried. Quite nicely, actually.
Then I laid out a piece of mylar, took a bit of graphite in my right hand (lefty here), closed my eyes, took a breath and simply wrote.
It was such a wonderfully freeing feeling...just as when I painted the wave...letting the studio fates/muses guide my hand. Guess what I'll be doing once back home.
Since we knew that black works well with the natural Kozo, Pam thought to see how white would do
and what effect matte medium would have.
She splattered a bit of white paint on the mylar as well. You can't see it here, but the effect was beautiful.
As paint dried in the annex,
we began arranging pages in the remaining covers,
deciding front from back.
Once back from our journey out into the world,
I began the process of packing. Our week really was coming to an end.
But first, all the books got together for one last chat. Roughly constructed with pamphlet stitch binding, our sample books are our 5th annual artist retreat. They convey the fun and laughter, the trust and respect, the willingness to let go of control, to say what if and then just do it.