Ink – No Freedom


Another recent ink painting. The words read “There’s no freedom here”. I’m excited by the combination of phrases or short poems with artwork. This one will need to be done again as the ink has feathered slightly on the poor quality paper. I’ve been experimenting lately with different types of paper, looking for something archival quality that handles well with the inks. I used to have a paper that worked really well, but it seems they’ve changed the creation of the paper and it is no longer suitable, which is a shame. Still, there’s a lot to be gained from the process of experimenting if you don’t mind a few projects that don’t work out.

I have been working on creating a process for my ink paintings that streamlines everything. At the moment it’s very chaotic, I don’t have a preferred paper that is quality, I paint very different sizes which can make framing the works challenging, I don’t have a proper place to store the works safely, they are all over my studio in different boxes, files, drawers and nooks – which also makes laying may hands on a particular work tricky. I also lack a safe and simple system for transporting them once sold, or to galleries etc. Not good enough, I find creativity happens best for me in the space between order and chaos. I need both in the right quantities to function best, and at the moment inks are being overwhelmed by too much chaos. I want a paper I’m happy with, a storage system, a presentation method, and a transport system that is all simple, inexpensive, easy for me to remember, and where I can stock up on everything I need so when I have an ink obsessive week I can paint, draw, dry, store, present, and transport without needing to interrupt the process to go and buy supplies or problem solve weird sized paintings etc. 
I am getting very excited because I’ve thinking about this challenge, as well as the making of prints from the ink paintings, for quite some time now, trying different ideas and approaches. I think I am on the cusp of sorting it all out into something that I’m really happy with, that frees me to create to my heart’s content. A few more tests and trials and buying some supplies here and there and I think I’ve got it. Whee! 
The next challenge will be buying some more pens to use different coloured inks in, some more sample pots to paint with diluted inks, a set of the papers I finally decide on, the materials to store/present/transport the inks, and some full size ink bottles of the colours I’ll use most often – at the very least I need a new Noodlers Black. If I’m sensible and brave I’ll investigate arts grants to see if I can get some help to do that – but admin terrifies me so I’ll just see how things go. Also, to learn how to work the adobe software and create booklets of ink paintings or poems, get the printing of prints down to something I’ve trialled properly and can easily do, and finish my first digital story using ink paintings and a voice over… So much to do!  How I love it. 

Back to ink

I spent wednesday at home weathering a lousy day. I have a neighbour making my life difficult and that’s done my brain over a bit. I was looking forward to a shrink appt in the morning, but unfortunately they were sick so the brilliant timing of ‘depressing problem’ + ‘person to talk to’, turned into a frustrating morning of ‘up unnecessarily early’ + ‘can’t think straight’ instead. I have admin tasks banking up again I’m too anxious to handle and I’ve stopped answering my phone. A couple of persistent people are calling me several times a day. I’ve stopped carrying my phone around with me too. I’ve been having trouble with minor vandalism and some thefts happening when I’m away so I didn’t leave home all day. I did manage one critical admin task – to ask Australia Post not to leave parcels on my doorstep anymore, and to tuck my mail all the way into my letter box. Hopefully no more mail going missing now. So far $25 worth of inks have been stolen.

I tried to paint my journals today, I’ve been looking forward to that all week but when I’m not in a good head space sometimes it doesn’t work and just increases my stress. Today was one of those days so I stopped part way through when my head started to crash out.

Went to inks instead. I don’t know why, but even when I’m distressed I can usually make ink paintings. I ended up making three, and then cuddling up with Zoe on the couch to watch some sad movies. I’ll keep my head down until things settle internally. I have to leave the house tomorrow as I’m out of a medication that reduces pain. 

New Ink Drawing

Art commission ink drawing

Another art commission finished! I am very proud of this work. The brief was very specific, a little child, in the style I call my ‘potato-sack people’, asleep tucked safely in the buttress roots of a large tree. All line work with no shading, all black no colour.

I tried several different inks and papers before settling upon a watercolour paper and Noodlers Heart of Darkness ink. This ink is a gorgeous true black with no grey tones but excellent deep rich colour with no tonal variation at all. (ie you don’t get different shades and tones within the pen stroke – highly desirable in some circumstances but terrible looking in others) It has not only a lovely poetic name but is a bulletproof ink, meaning it will last extremely well without fading etc, and has been engineered to absorb as much of the light spectrum as possible, making it a beautiful intense black.

I researched trees with buttress roots and found one in particular I felt was perfect for this situation. My drawing is inspired by the Tulip Kurrajong tree (Fransisco dendron laurifolium),which is found in tropical rainforests in Queensland. The roots on this tree are ribbon shaped with lovely striations in colour that appealed to me and translated well into the line drawing. 

I did a number of studies (test runs) until I was happy with the composition, agonised over adding in the leaves or not – but decided that they gave that touch of fine detail that really finished the work, and the single leaf on the child gave a sense of time passing and peace. It’s always risky when you go outside of the brief, sometimes they love it and sometimes they don’t. The fine details are often what anchor a work, little clusters of leaves evoke eddies of wind and the breath of air that brings the work to life.

This work was done with one of my new fountain pens, the Noodlers Flex. All of those lines are made with this one pen and none are worked over more than once. That variation in thickness is due to pressure on the pen, forcing the nib to flex open and creating a thicker line. I love this pen for line work. I’ve been having to play with it a little to break it in. I have never worked with a flex nib before so I’m still learning. I was having trouble with this one occasionally blobbing ink onto the page. Fountain pens with a very ‘wet’ writing style are occasionally prone to this. I did some research online and ended up carefully adjusting the feed myself, slightly bending one of the fins in the process, but it seems to have fixed the problem beautifully! I adore inks, I am planning to purchase some fine French papers to try next. 

Art supplies

I have purchased four plain journals and some new art supplies ready to decorate them. I’m glad I’ve new projects to keep me occupied because my anxiety level has been severe lately, and admin tasks are not helping.

On the upside, I have been playing more with my phone and now can not only take photos with it and upload them to this blog (so much less fuss than my camera) but also watermark them first! Some of the apps don’t talk to each other very well so I’m still working on streamlining the process, but so far I’m very pleased and hopeful this will add another element to my blogging that is simple and easy.

In the meantime, crying, journaling, and trying to breathe, and eat. Trickles of new art supplies are drip feeding me with enough moments of excitement and contentment to stave off crisis. Art may be expensive at times, but it is considerably cheaper than hospital. If only I could bill medicare for some canvas. 🙂