Armed with Fortified Wine, I started my first lino ever last night (I think).
It didn't turn out too badly but I think I need to try different ink and different paper.
Proper paper and lino ink is needed.
I don't know enough about it.
Back to Youtube clips and Emperor Google.
But first let the body rest - one arm's lino-gouging movement screwed up the entire system.
Son#1 has caught the Dreaded Stomach Bug.
In a while, the company doctor who fails to listen to anything I say.
My crankiness seeps into the husband, into the kids.
One person's poison drags all of us down.
Boy oh boy, changechangechange.
Before it's too late.