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Blood and Ink - Giclée Art Prints

Blood and Ink - Giclée Art Prints

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A high-quality print produced on thick, matte paper. 

The Giclée printing process results in stunning images, full of exquisite and luxurious detail. With seven dye-based inks (which offer a vast range of colors), this process retains even the finest elements of a given artwork. Since my photographs incorporate ample darkness and shadow, Giclée printing ensures that even the smallest details are captured, while offering a lower price point than an exhibition-quality fine art print. 

Giclee Prints are Archival - 100 years, 200 in dark storage.

 Artist Statement:

I love to write. Could I write a whole book? Probably not and I don’t want to. Can I write poetry, captions and short works? Yes. And I adore it. I am currently writing the artist statements to go with my photos in my new book, probably out next year.

Writing is a form of therapy for me just like visual art. Sometimes it can be uncomfortable though. I write how I feel, I write about my life and my struggles and I am so transparent in my writing. The wall between me and the reader is thin, gossamer like a dragonfly wing. Words are a liminal space you can step into and stay for awhile. Sometimes that hurts. Especially when they are online.

It is a lot to have people staying in your words like a house. A home full of beings coming and going and you never know when, or how they really feel about the accommodations. It is painful to speak about things that have not been wonderful in my life but I think honesty is important. Honesty can help heal.

So, I feel I pour my blood into the ink. All writers do whether it’s “fiction” or not. Every fiction writer I know has at least a little of themselves in their writing. A small cut, but still sanguine enough to meld into words, into everlasting inscriptions. So I came up with this piece to represent the blood red words of my soul and the dark, blackened ink of my pages. Fire and darkness, into light.

I had this piece mulling in my head a while and when I saw this perfect pomegranate in the store in June, I thought it was meant to be. Dedicated to all the writers I know, forever Persephone, stepping in and out of the dark.