Kris has been marbling all day. The clotheslines crisscrossing our deck are hung with drying pieces of rainbow.
The prints are a long way from perfect, and professional marblers would reject most of the prints he did today. He is still struggling with getting the variables—methyl cellulose size, acrylic paints, surfactant, alum mordant in the fabric—to work right.
Still, there are patches here and there of glorious detail and oh my word, some great colors.
Kris will be opening a one-day pop-up marbling shop and exhibition next month. These printed canvases will be turned into covers for his hand-bound journals.
Filed under: aboard the M/V sonofagun, craftiness, life, paints and pens
