My watercolors of the past going back twenty years or more! Rediscovering many I did at the Lorcom House and on vacation in the Outer Banks and visiting family and on Ocracoke!

My etching three plates on zinc in homage to Uncle Mort

These were printed in May of 1980 in Paris, France and i will write more soob. Printed by me in the 14th arrondisement with etchers ink folled over the zinc plates in tribute to my Uncle Mirt , short for Mortimer, my mother Nancy Proctor Quinn's brother. Enjoy!

I am at a junction with my art that is largely unprecedented as I have learned the rules but basically then abandoned them to work quietly, steadily, in bursts largely, short time limits and often doing things at a lark, at a spontaneous moment, instantly,mquikly, rapidly, in an untamed raw and rough draft, crude rudemood so to speak, act, write, react, dive into both motion and action trying to capture some part or fragment of that initial connect, that instant, that u rehearsed trial, glimpse, alarm, fear, joy, jazz, music to my ears, colors forms textures and shapes profiles faces landscapes all blurred crystal learinto one jolt,mone notice, one awareness , fleeting, bleating, blaring, blasting, blowing ,beautiful and real and naked to my eyes transmitted instantaneously to my other senses. I am ready with a full body of work,n added to both daily and nightly, to be visible and public to the audience of life , people, the world and universe at large!nYAG!Hurray, yay yay yay! Today Sunday May4th, 2025

it s 1:08pm as i start the writing here! Last night i wassosurei would remember my thought Now i searchforit to post here andI remember the lastpart of tge wordcwas ' her ' and I wasgoing to post it andthem changerge ' her ' to ' him ' What was it - bother? brother, other, mother, father? Now of these so i will wait and add it as soon as i remember! I thought to get up at 5am and go diwnstaurs to write it with black acrylic on tan padding cardboard from the boxes of Imperfect foods that we get but i said, no, it was so simple andiwould surely remember and here it is afternoon and i am a total 50% loss for this word tgat ends in ' her '!

Here are nine etchings of one zinc plate I made while working at Atelier 17 of William Stanley Hayter in 1978-1979 , oops these were printed later at Joelle Serve’s ( une eleve ) de lui, that I printed in 1980 May 29-30 -Jeudi and Vendredi Thursday and Friday as I was the manager there when she was not there at her Atelier 54- some of the prints on Rice paper, some on Arches paper!

Here are theur nine stories - 9 prints of the same plate done on a zinc plate ysing an oil-grease thick red pencil to suggest a shape but not completely define it so that i had so many more liberties in printing it and letting this looser shape have more possible interpretations. Done by me a when i heard that my Uncle Mort ( short for Mortimer ) had passed away in California. Done with both color printer's ink and black printer's ink. This was one of three or four plates I did in the dame manner with the oil eax oencil all on zinc plates. I call them artist's proofs because they are all different. I used both Japanese paper given to me as well as Arches paper. The dates are : 1) le 29 Mai, 1980 , jeudi Serie #2 on Japanese rice paper. 2) le 30 Mai, 1980, Vendredi serie #7 on Japanese rice oaper given to me by one of the students from Japan 3) le 30 Mai, 1980 , Vendredi seeie 1 #10 on Japanese paper 4) le 29 Mai, 1980 Jeudi serie #3 on Japanese rice paper 5) le 30, 1980 , Vendredi serie #9 on Japanese rice paper 6) le 29 Mai, 1980 , Jeudi serie #4 on Japanese rice paper with blue etcher's ink on s roller and black ink for the background 7) le 30 Nai, 1080 , Vendredi serie # 6 on Japanese rice paper where i made a print without applhing fresh etcher's ink but used what remained from the previous print, a delicate subtle blue remains and a avcent of red that is pink now, all subtle. 8) le 30 Mai, 1980 , Vendredi serie 11 done on Arches paper where i used the ink still on the plate and did not roll any etcher's ink on it so black and antique white, 9) le 30 Mai 1980 , Vendredi, serie #12 the same as before with only black ink on plate, no roller used to cover the whole plate, so faint black on sntique white Arches paper. the series is simple - a burial in a firld, naked or almost naked men cardying the fallen figure to a grave dug in the field, this plate shows two men lifting the figure and placing him or her on their shoulders to carry to the grave site.

These are two prints I made when starting to work at the@Atelier17at10Rue Didot of @WilliamStanleyHayter on May 6, 1978, a Saturday ( the one in red ink ) called “ Essaye de toujours garder des yeux d’un enfant “, the 10th state, #3, Ad the black ink one printed on May 28 1978, aSunday, state 10, Hayter’s experimentalplate tgateveryone had to do when working there

These two plates were done on zinc and theideawas to incorporate different textures to createa sense of space a three dimention. they were printedon lowquality paperavailable there to useat first. Theseare bothgiftsI made, the one in red ink to my rother Eric Chisholm Quinn on his eighteenth birthday, ad tge one in black ink to my brother LawreceRichter Quinn. I love you both, you are great brothers. There will be more to follow as i find it adadd it here so stay tuned for more! Anthony TONY Quinn It isMay 3rd, 2025 as i post this blog on a gorgeous suny warm day here in northern Virginia at 2:12pm. Enjoy! great memories for sure, i loved my experience thereat theAtelier17 workong both with Bill andalso hisassistant HectorSaunier.

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Writing my thoughts are constant in a flow not an ebb these days and nights

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