Painted Deli Waxed Papers

This is what I use as a "brayer wipe-off" 

when spreading acrylic paints on my 

Gelli Plate printer.  

I drizzled gold paint over the

Gelli Plate from time to time...

Texture tool used to make grid

Some of them have two usable sides, 

made possible by the translucent 

nature of the paper.

FRONT

BACK

FRONT

BACK

FRONT

BACK

FRONT

BACK

Hint:  When I place the paper on the Gelli Plate printer 

to pick up the paint,

it doesn't cover the whole surface. 

Rather than waste the extra paint, 

I will press another paper (or the Deli Waxed paper) 

over the exposed edges and pick up lines of color.

Gelli Plate Play with Hardware "Cloth" Stencil

More Paper Play Yesterday - Yay!

Here are some paper strips to pick up 

"leftover" painted edges on the Gelli Plate:

Decorated Papers - Blues

Today I treated myself to a

long overdue playtime in the art room.

I used  light blue,  medium blue,  

dark (glossy) blue and white acrylic paints.

And More Decorated Papers - Green and Blues and White

Gelli Plate printing with acrylic paints,
and a toothed texturing tool from the lumber yard-
also a section of craft plastic canvas used as an imprint.

Ohhhhhhhhh, this was FUN!

Torn paper strips were used as "resists" 

Flash Back

Do you remember where you were thirty-seven years ago?  Today as I walked along a road, I noticed some white flowers under fallen trees by a creek.  I knew instantly what they were, having seen them somewhere else, years ago.

On April 12th, 1980 Easter Day I was hiking north on the Appalachian Trail, having started from Georgia.  It had been a long three weeks, but it was only the beginning.  Tempers flared.  Food was often scarce due to poor planning and the expenditure of a good amount of energy, hiking with back packs that averaged 45# (mine) or 60# (my two hiking partners).

In my trail diary I wrote, "The trail took us over many never-ending knobs and seemingly pointless peaks." Besides composing poetry in my head,  one pastime that made putting one foot in front of the other manageable, mile after mile, hour after hour, was observing nature around me.

The most amiable companion spotted a beautiful white flower by the path on that particular Easter morning and declared, "There's your Easter Lily..."  "That meant a lot to me.  I received his small gesture as a gift to my heart."

The only one of three traveling without a camera, all I had was memories- until today.

Bloodroot

So there you have it- flowers ARE a girl's best friend.

Orange Crown Imperial

This was an early bloomer, opening right after Easter.  

I had walked by it for several days when it occurred to me 

to tilt up one of the blossoms and look inside.
What I discovered amazed me.
It was a breezy day and I had no hopes of getting a clear focus.
I had to get "underneath" the plant 

to photograph upward, which was fun.  

At least I was able to get back up!