Once I got settled in Utah (for our month sojourn) I headed up to my dad's studio where I saw four beautiful, untouched litho stones laying around. I got some fluttery little butterflies thinking about what I could do with one of them. My dad was gracious enough to let me use one, and walk through the process with me step by step. So, I threw all notions of accomplishing any other work out the window. Though I was on vacation, it was perhaps not the wisest choice now that I have deadlines creeping up on me, not to mention the bill that came from the printer. Speaking of printers, my former lithography professor from BYU, the incredibly talented Wayne Kimball printed these for me. I absolutely loved the process, and am pleased with the turn out... hmmm, what litho will I do next summer?
If you make me say it, the image is about taking on the responsibility of children and trying to stay pure and wise and do a respectable job, when you yourself are a bit wicked with weaknesses and imperfections. But, I would rather you didn't make me explain, these things are too hard to put into words.
p.s. Selling some of these would be a good thing for me. Let me know if you are interested. I have 50 and they are priced at $85.