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i love polyester plates!

.I love polyester plates! Oh, yeah, I said that already. They are so flippin' useful! The photo shows some of the hanging copper whachamacallits that we (our friend Glenn Bigelow and I) etched today for the wind chimes that I'm making for the Santa Fe Recycle show coming up this weekend. (they are supposed to look "distressed", just in case you wondered). We printed the plates with the words on a laser printer, inked them up with oil-based ink, printed them on the copper, embossed them and then put them in ferric chloride to etch them. After 1.5 hours (!) I removed them from the mordant and scrubbed off the resist, heated them on the stove to give them a patina, rubbed black shoe polish into the etched word and ta-dah (a la Katie, little fists raised to the sky) etched-dangle-doo-dads for the wind chimes.

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Paula Scott Molokai Girl Studio said…
I say we ink those puppies up first and run them through the press before they get their permanent appointment of wind chimes doo dahs! ; )
One of these days, we'll have to do a printmaking session down there...I hope, I hope!
November 12, 2007 at 9:50 PM
Leau said…
These are more fabu than the first ones! Ya da for sure!
November 13, 2007 at 9:26 AM
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