Showing posts with label textile paint. Show all posts
Showing posts with label textile paint. Show all posts

Friday, November 19, 2010

Very simple

A very easy method to imitate snake skin, a mesh bag as a stencil for textile paint, brushed on. At first sight, it is quite convincing. The presence of reptile images makes the eye associate something similar. A closer look reveals the simplicity of making.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Textile Paints


My working place with textile paints and lots of stuff at the tidiest moment in years.

My husband said it looks like a kindergarten. LOL!

Saturday, April 25, 2009

New paints, new prints

The new paints were waiting patiently to get tried. I did it last night, when my husband decided to watch Pulp Fiction he recorded. He is a collector. I don't mind some film blood sheding, but I want to be the director. So I tried some printing on one of my husband's discarded t-shirts. I found out that this material is much better than the old bed sheet I tried before. Then I overpainted parts of it. The colours that my friend C gave me are beautiful.
I print on wet cloth, this makes the paint bleed a little, but the paint is taken by the cloth better than by dry cloth. But with cotton jersey, this doesn't seem to be a problem any more.
The colours were a lot lighter after drying. I'm not sure whether I should overprint, overpaint them or leave them as they are. I also like this batik-like technique with the stenciled white, but it is laborious. I'm at the very beginning of experience. That's a great feeling.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Which is the only animal that can die twice?

Answer: The Salmon. First time, when it is killed. The second time on the grill.
But I had a salmon on Saturday night that had not been killed for a second time, it was perfect instead, grilled just seconds to the point, soft and tasty.
We had this wonderful fish in a Japanese restaurant. We: that is F, my best Turkish friend, her German partner P, then C, who is a very good friend of mine, and my husband and me.

We started with a tiny portion of black algae with raddish, I had a big pot of Green Tea, then above praised fish. J had a miso soup, then a rice-and-chicken pot, everything beautifully prepared and perfect, but not really much. So, against my habits and intentions, I had a portion of ice cream which does not really go with Japanese food. But it was crowned with a spoonful of a sweet bean paste which was excellent.
F had flowers for me, orange and red, and C gave me this red box with white ribbon, containing a selection of textile paints! Figure how happy I was! She said, she can get them at reduced price because she is a professional textile restaurer and works for museums.
The name of the place is "Daruma", he was a Buddhist saint who brought the teachings from India to China in 5th century.
After the meal, we had a drink in a nearby pub.