This one goes way back for me, way back. This is an actual etching - you know - "come up to my apartment and see my etchings." Seriously, a metal plate which we cover with a tar-like substance, scratch through the tar to expose the metal, drop into a vat of hydrochloric acid to allow the acid to etch into the metal where we have drawn our insane and beautiful lines, then rub the plate with ink to fill the etched lines, buff the excess off the top, and put through a press to extract the ink from the metal . . . . it is both a tedious and ecstatic process from which the most beautiful images can emerge.
Distance shown here is the fourth of five prints in existence and it holds a special place for me, as described in the title.