A suite of unique screenprints [no editions have been created]. Designs for book covers for George Orwell’s works. Based on both the graphic and physical qualities derived from the overlayerings, degradation and tearing/ripping of posters from billboards. The portrait element was transferred from three [same size] self-portraits painted on acetate sheets which were then directly exposed onto the silk screen.
Published and sold by Benjamin Green, “Drawing Master to Christs Hospital & at the Print Shops.”
Meanwhile the restless horses neigh’d aloud, Breathing out fire, and pawing where they stood. Tethys, not knowing what had past, gave way, And all the waste of Heav’n before ‘em lay. They spring together out, and swiftly bear The flying youth thro’ clouds and yielding air; With wingy speed outstrip the eastern wind, And leave the breezes of the morn behind. The youth was light, nor cou’d he fill the seat, Or poise the chariot with its wonted weight: But as at sea th’ unballass’d vessel rides, Cast to and fro, the sport of winds and tides; So in the bounding chariot toss’d on high, The youth is hurry’d headlong through the sky. Soon as the steeds perceive it, they forsake Their stated course, and leave the beaten track. The youth was in a maze, nor did he know Which way to turn the reins, or where to go; Nor wou’d the horses, had he known, obey.
(Ovid, Metamorphoses, Book II; trans. by Sir Samuel Garth, John Dryden, et al.)
Satan Rising from the Burning Lake
William Strang (British; 1859–1921) 1896 Etching In: Paradise Lost by John Milton: A Series of Twelve Illustrations Etched by William Strang (London: John C. Nimmo) The New York Public Library, Print Collection
So stretched out huge in length the Arch-fiend lay, Chained on the burning lake; nor ever thence Had risen, or heaved his head, but that the will And high permission of all-ruling Heaven Left him at large to his own dark designs, That with reiterated crimes he might Heap on himself damnation, while he sought Evil to others, and enraged might see How all his malice served but to bring forth Infinite goodness, grace, and mercy, shewn On Man by him seduced, but on himself Treble confusion, wrath, and vengeance poured. Forthwith upright he rears from off the pool His mighty stature; on each hand the flames Driven backward slope their pointing spires, and rolled In billows, leave i’ th’ midst a horrid vale. Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft, incumbent on the dusky air, That felt unusual weight; till on dry land He lights—if it were land that ever burned With solid, as the lake with liquid fire. (John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book I)
From Wiki: "Angie Lewin(born c. 1963) is a British printmaker working in linocut, wood engraving, lithography and screen printing…
…Inspired by both the clifftops and saltmarshes of the North Norfolk coast and the Scottish Highlands, Lewin depicts these contrasting environments and their native flora in wood engraving, linocut, silkscreen, lithograph and collage. Pencil and watercolour drawings are made on her walks and also back in the studio.“