Hollidge Tract-planographic & relief print, using linocut (brand new), and gelatin plate planographic printing.
I thought it about time I posted some new art. I have been working; just not showing. Some things just haven’t come together, other things are percolating (my new favourite word to describe the in-between stage of art, from just thinking about it to a work in progress) and some are looking fabulous but unfinished and I’ve put them aside (to keep the bad metaphor running, could we call it ‘steeping’?).
Luckily, an image that has been percolating in my mind since last year finally appeared in the form of a linocut. I walk past a little glade several times per week and have always been mesmerized by the young trees growing up in front of a backdrop of mature forest. And while I’ve taken reference photos in the past, nothing made it to the page until, this week, all at once, there it was in a rough sketch just about ready for carving. Here it is, done up as a single, gelatin plate & hand pressed relief.
Haven’t yet thought of a spectacular name, so Hollidge Tract it is. The raven overhead is apt. I failed to mention a two significant sightings this. The first in May, when I saw five ravens in Eldred King Woodlands. We, that is husband, dog and I, were on a side trail winding through a plantation of red pine, and I spotted two ravens fly overhead. They chattered back and forth in their distinctive raven voices, and I easily tracked down a nest high in the pines, a short distance off the the trail. I had binoculars, and had a very good look at raven construction, being a messy mass of large sticks, occupied by three more ravens.
Then, just last month in June, while walking in Hollidge Tract, once again, I heard the raven. This time, it was doing that common raven screech and not much else. Once again, binoculars out, I got a great look at a raven perched high on a dead tree, GRawk! Grawk!
Not thrilled to be stared out (and how do they always know), he made a quick and noisy exit.
For those who don’t know, my 1980’s Field Guide shows raven territory ends at the border of the Canadian Shield, and does not extend into the southern realms of Ontario where I reside. They have since moved south, and seeing them here at all is a very big deal. Seeing a nest and five ravens is SUPER excitement. Also, heard but not seen, ravens in Uxbridge, Walker Woods. Great comeback: hoping they are here for the long run.