Kate Hughes

Monday afternoon to the squeals of a poorly greased thread I printed an edition of seven lino prints. Cut a few months ago the lino had lain ignored in a drawer awaiting a burst of enthusiasm. A reworking of the same image of Clifton Hill station I painted some time ago here the blacks are crisp and sharp. Contrast and atmosphere can be adjusted with indian ink hand toning, each print handled differently. A pleasant and messy way to while away my last hours in the studio for the year.