Sunday, September 29, 2013
Silk screen t-shirts in 20 easy steps
I coordinate activities for teens at my temple. Over the summer, someone, possibly me, said, "why don't we silk screen our own t-shirts?" This seemed like an awesome idea at the time. Combining the two important attributes of ignorance and grit, I sallied forth. How hard could it be? First, I watched a lot of YouTube videos. Then I ran to Ace Hardware and bought some 1x2s. Then I engaged the services of my teenage son Benjamin, who had taken a woodshop class as a freshman in high school, to make silk screen frames. You can see him doing that above. Look at that miter job! (And they say kids never learning anything useful in high school!). Then I bought a bunch of supplies on Amazon and from a silk screen store in Nevada, including some sheer curtains, squeegees and emulsion. The most important thing I bought was emulsion remover, as I had to redo my screens several times. This is because it took me a while to figure everything out. This is where the "grit" attribute came in handy. I also engaged the services of my husband Steven, who while trained as a physician, knows his way around a computer. He helped me with the graphics that were ultimately transferred to the silk screens. In the end, I don't know how many steps it was. But I think the journey was worth it. Stay tuned for a future post on how the t-shirts turned out.
The unboring office wall
I'd like to make a case for the unboring office wall. The refrigerator can hold only so many art projects, but a solid office wall can accumulate a breadth of elementary school masterpieces. Here we see Samuel posing in front of these masterpieces, including Benjamin's 3rd grade piece de resistance, "When Chickens Attack (it's no laughing matter)", a poem that makes me laugh every time I read it, even though I shouldn't. And then there is a photo of our dog Sunny in front of Samuel's science project, a dog treat "auto-dispenser" cobbled together from a straw dispenser, a spring, and a drywall scraper. Pure genius, all of it.
Library school reunion
It passed in a rush, but yes, it's been twenty years since we graduated from library school (or, as they call it now, information school). I particularly remember the smell of popcorn in the student lounge at the back of Suzzallo library, and the pre-Google archaic search languages. Though I am now a "research analyst", I'll always be a librarian at heart. Here I am with some of my wonderful classmates from the University of Washington. We met for coffee and bagels in July.
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