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No, I did not fall into a vat of wax - perhaps I would be better preserved if I had. But today, I was printing in my basement. What?? Not my studio? Nah. It has been very hot and muggy, so I prefer to stay in the air conditioned house and work. It has been a week of experimenting and sorting, printing and overprinting.

A while ago, Helene had sent me some fabrics she had batik'd, most of which were lovely but really did not fit into what she is doing. The not-lovely ones were candidates for my print table. Here is one I think looks pretty nice, but a similar one was not as nice, so I worked on it today.
I mixed up some turquoise dye and here is the resultant overprint. Brighter, anyway.
The best piece of the day was a complete surprise. A deconstructed screenprint that somehow discharged. I have no clue how this happened, but I love the serendipitous result.
There were lots more pieces, but I'll end with this one. A blah beige screened with black. There's nothing like black to add a flattering note. The fabric looks thinner than it did yesterday.

Enough of this idle chit-chat. As usual, off to bed -- and I have an early meeting tomorrow. Ack. I missed you all.