At last I was ready to begin recording and printing. Turned the recording program on and started to work, promptly hitting my head on the arm thingy and nearly sending the entire contraption to the floor. Started over, standing as still as possible – until I knocked over the container holding the water for a technique I wanted to try. Sigh.
Take 3. Didn’t knock over anything this time and optimistically started trying the 75,000 techniques I thought I’d learned over the past week. Will someone please tell me why it looks so easy watching someone else do it? Roll the paint, lay the stencil and markings, pull up the first print and voila! One hot mess, After hot mess. After wet, sloppy mess. Sigh.
So much for plans. But I’m not the kind to give up easily (I admit it, I’m stubborn). So I kept at it. By the 45-minute mark, I was starting to make progress … probably because the more tired I got, the less control and need for perfection I felt. By the 90-minute mark, I was sailing along – some really interesting prints. Some really cool prints. The butt-ugly prints were fewer and farther between. Yipee!
Into the 2-hour mark I’d had enough. I washed my hands and climbed up the step ladder to turn off the recording. To find a message on my iPad that the recording function had been stopped … because I’d run out of room on the iPad …. 15 minutes into the recording. Sigh.
This post was supposed to be about my latest Gelli Plate adventures … just not exactly how I pictured the adventure going. I moped around this morning and then decided to journal it out – at least something came out well!
I’ll have some of my prints from the Gelli Plate session in another post. But tell me – what do you do when things don’t go as you have planned? Do you ever find that you just have to “journal it out”?