Monday, 21 February 2011
Beauty/Vanity
Wednesday, 9 February 2011
Pretty Slugs
The band I am in (Terrorvision) have a new album out. First in 10 years and so it has to be special. After seeing the first ideas and attempts at a cover design I thought, 'we have some wonderful Rockwell shadow which would look great on the cover.
I think cds' are alot harder to design for as when I was a kid I loved looking at the pictures on the album covers. The covers for lps' were bigger and so I think alot easier to make interesting. Now we have a small square that measures 5"x5". I suppose this is the door to open to see what is inside, the lyrics the photos and of course the music.
I made up the block and Stu came down with his super delux camera to get some close up and detailed pics. To really show the beauty of the lead slugs and the font they represented.
We had a slight change of font and thought with it being a rock band we should go for the heaven and 'Helvetica'. Song titles done and a quick spell check to put right 'Suicibe' (Doh!) and we are ready for the final pics to go off to Leigh (TV's bass player) to put into his computer and start the cut and paste that is photoshop ready for the artwork to be printed.
A quick spin of the pics to make sure they all read the correct way round and here we are. Terrorvision new album 'Super Delux' recorded with volume and a cover designed with passion. We can only do what we do and mean it in the hope that 'who cares wins'.
Feel free to check out the site and see the ongoing theme of print running through the modern world of the web. Oh, how the traditional makes the future look brighter.
www.terrorvision.com
Friday, 21 January 2011
Pressing on after the flood.
Well, we can't wade through what has happened forever so to check the presses were happy and the wooden bed we use on the press wasn't too warped by what had happened I did a new cut.
We have also been using our type and Stu photography skills for another project and will update y'all on that soon enough but for now....
We have also been using our type and Stu photography skills for another project and will update y'all on that soon enough but for now....
The print room has been dried and swept. Cleaned and dusted.
There isn't enough room in the print room for the proofing press so for now this is done on the rehearsal room floor.
So lets get inked up and fingers crossed we will soon have some prints and it will be like the flood never happened. Try a different technique too of inking up one block in different places for different colours

The sugar paper I used soaked up alot of the ink and it was very cold so it was extremely sticky and thick. I think a warmer day might help but I can see there is no longer lasting damage.
Wednesday, 29 December 2010
Burst Flood 2
The whale stayed on the water (sorry I mean wall) in the old room.
As the survivors lay out on the floor. Thoughts of safety after the outburst. Little did they know....
....I entered the room this time to find the prints had travelled from the far side of the room and now lay in a pile by the door. Maybe they had been trying to escape...
Maybe they had been trying to escape the water pouring in. Sheered in two and at an angle to where it had been, the guilty pipe swung. Right above where I had put the fish and the eagles and the panthers just a few days ago......
Once again they all lay in ruins and told me how the water must've got deep enough to carry them so far to the corners of this room...
But in a swinging chair. Hi above the flood water was one witness. Slightly wet to say the least as they had been underneath the broken pipe and sat firm. I brought this one home to dry out......
Thursday, 23 December 2010
Oh No!!
I had finished the next set of 'Strength' prints and just had the titles to put onto the other when I got a call from the landlord of the mill.
'There's water coming through your wall into the next dorr unit' he said.
'I think you should come down'.
I went to the mill and he was already stood with the door ajar and a worried look.
'I think it is worse than just a little leak', he told me as I approached.
As I went in all I could think about was the hours and hours of time carving the blocks and wondering what the damage would be.
Luckily the blocks were not in the vecinity of the burst sprinkler head and had somehow managed to avoid the water running through the roof space from dripping onto them.
It was so cold that the floor had turned the escape water into ice and there was no light or electric.
I went to the wall where the 'Fish' were drying and found some dry, some drenched and some that had soaked up the water, frozen and fallen to the floor in a ripped, smashed heap.
The panthers near the piano.....well lets just say they kept the piano slightly drier and sacrificed themselves (showing true 'Courage') to the incoming tide.
Even some of the eagles didn't fly high enough to avoid the floods.
All in all I think I was lucky as the majority of the prints could be saved. Some now tell the tale of the winter of 2010 and bear the scars thus making them unsalable but none he less, in a strange way I feel kinda attatched to these ones now.
I will enclose the chaos pictures for your perusal and please be assured that what did not kill us will definat
ely make us more determined if nothing else.

The guilty Sprinkler

The frozen Arab Press

The sodden printshop

Presses drying out

Surviving prints drying out.
I had finished the next set of 'Strength' prints and just had the titles to put onto the other when I got a call from the landlord of the mill.
'There's water coming through your wall into the next dorr unit' he said.
'I think you should come down'.
I went to the mill and he was already stood with the door ajar and a worried look.
'I think it is worse than just a little leak', he told me as I approached.
As I went in all I could think about was the hours and hours of time carving the blocks and wondering what the damage would be.
Luckily the blocks were not in the vecinity of the burst sprinkler head and had somehow managed to avoid the water running through the roof space from dripping onto them.
It was so cold that the floor had turned the escape water into ice and there was no light or electric.
I went to the wall where the 'Fish' were drying and found some dry, some drenched and some that had soaked up the water, frozen and fallen to the floor in a ripped, smashed heap.
The panthers near the piano.....well lets just say they kept the piano slightly drier and sacrificed themselves (showing true 'Courage') to the incoming tide.
Even some of the eagles didn't fly high enough to avoid the floods.
All in all I think I was lucky as the majority of the prints could be saved. Some now tell the tale of the winter of 2010 and bear the scars thus making them unsalable but none he less, in a strange way I feel kinda attatched to these ones now.
I will enclose the chaos pictures for your perusal and please be assured that what did not kill us will definat
ely make us more determined if nothing else.
The guilty Sprinkler
The frozen Arab Press
The sodden printshop
Presses drying out
Surviving prints drying out.
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
Choosing the colours wisely
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