“Anna Feeding a Doe” by Jacqueline Perry (5th trial proof). Linocut on rice paper.
The ‘plate’ is softer than linoleum and easy to cut.
“Anna Feeding a Doe” by Jacqueline Perry, first trial proof.
“Anna Feeding a Doe” by Jacqueline Perry, first trial plate
Printmaking can be tedious. There are many steps, but it is so darned satisfying to lift the paper off of the plate to see the final outcome. The print is a surprise each time. I can pull twenty prints in a row, and experience twenty surprises. This amazes me.
Prayer: Thank you, God, for dull steps that lead me to something more.
tobeamazed 
Jackie,
This is amazing! I can’t wait to see it in person. Your art is always so inspiring to me! I may not have the “artist” brain that God has gifted you with, but I can be “crafty”! Thank you for sharing your gifts with us!
Thanks, Heidi. I have day dreamed of making something from my day’s photograph of my grandmother. Once I visualized it as a big stained glass piece (but I don’t do stained glass). The print has been on my mind for years. I’m also working on a painting now of it that is square with a dramatic diagnal cloud formation. I will be reflecting on this image of my grandma, our connection and her connection with nature for a long time. Also I did the math, and realized at the time of the photo, that she was the age I am now. I think it is also an image of me in a way.
Jackie – it is neat to see how the previous photo of Anna has become a completely new visual experience of your memory and admiration for her. Good use of a bold technique that still renders a gentle moment.
Michele
Thanks, Michele.
You are certainly a person that has learned that anything of value takes work and effort, and that the reward is always worth it. I think many people will connect with your print and your commentary about it representing yourself as well. You are a gentle caring soul, like the person with the deer.
Thanks, Linda. There’s much I could learn from deer. I know that when they appear, I’m always a little surprised; deer are often so silent. They gently invite me to notice their presence and characteristics. For me, the Spirit can be like that. It seems that the invitation ‘to go gently’ comes when I am not being that way. At times when I am more like a barking terrier, I wish that I had the openness of this doe.