(Another aim, not written on the form because it's come to me slowly, is to figure out "why woodcut". Reflecting on the process, in comparison to linocuts, I do love the sound of the wood (shina plywood) being cut, and this would be lost in linocutting. Also the wood needs respect - bits can come loose if you're not careful. And the gaining of skill takes care, which means taking time, which means slowing down and "mindfulness" - which is a good thing in this hectic world.)
Fortuitously, in the search for a book about postwar japanese prints, this book emerged from my shelves -
Cover: Black Horse by Jerzy Panek, 1959 |
It accompanied a national touring exhibition of "xylography" in 1993/4, and is a succinct introduction to the topic. (Also it's the perfect size for taking along in a pocket for reading on a Tube journey.)
The pictures range from Joan Hassall's tiny, detailed wood engraving to Ken Kiff's expansive cuts on plywood -
and from Erich Heckel (1919) to Ando Hiroshige (1857) -
Joan Hassall (1906-88) supplies the illustration to the Poetry Thursday component of this post (just look at that fur) -
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A Dead Mole
Strong-shouldered mole,
That so much lived below the ground,
Dug, fought and loved, hunted and fed,
For you to raise a mound
Was as for us to make a hole;
What wonder now that being dead
Your body lies here stout and square
Buried within the blue vault of the air?
by Andrew Young (1885-1971); the book was published by Jonathan Cape in 1950.
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