Ages ago, when it came to my art prints, I would make giclee prints. They were pretty popular. When I switched to buying small runs of larger posters, I had some complaints but at the time I thought it was better; more professional.
Fuck that. I’m going back to making giclee prints. They’re more interesting to do. I like the control, and the sheer fun of it. As a result, I’ve spent the past few days immersed in playing with my printer and digging up all my artwork including some that has never seen the light of day.
Like this piece:
I want to show you the image, but my blog suddenly isn’t letting me upload media. Sigh. Suffice it to say, that part of going back to giclee printing is returning to using etsy – even though I’d probably die of shock if anyone shared the piece much less bought a print. It’s not like I’m some big named superstar that has a PR team to share things for pay or anything. Those are the only things people want to hit the share button for…. Right?
Anyway. Is it 4 in the morning already. I didn’t mean to stay up this long. Anyhoo, this particular image started out as a book/CD cover commission but was rejected. I’d offered it to someone else, but life stepped up and said, “Newp!” Many moons later I’m saying fuck it. I’m taking it out of the closet and now you can see it. Weeeee.
I’m going to bed.