Drawing day thirty-five
The Bathroom....Days 4-8
16 years ago
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
Too pooped to post
Drawing day thirty-two
Drawing day thirty-three
Drawing day thirty-fourI've been drawing but time has been at a premium since school started up again - I suspected the frequency of posting would decline as classes occupied me :)
Woo, tiring going back! I hate the alarm clock, I hate getting out of bed, but once I'm up I'm rarin' to go. We haven't done very much practical hands on work this week, mostly talking about expectations for this first semester, and setting up administrative stuff. Except for painting today, when we actually got the paint brushes out and applied paint to paper.
On portraits, ugh. Of each other. I loathed painting self portraits last year (I think I'll burn mine and mix the ashes into paint to use on something else!) and portraits of the class aren't much better. Have I mentioned I suck at painting? Oh, and have I also mentioned how much I dislike painting? We did some preliminary drawings then worked up a portrait including aspects of the drawings we liked. I liked the chunkiness of my pastel drawing using tone but no line, so tried to replicate that in paint.
Ew. I swear, I whined and bitched and wandered disconsolately about the studio for an hour, trying to get inspiration from what everone else was doing, in between bouts of daubing half-heartedly at my own painting. The brush wouldn't do what I wanted (as I moaned and groaned endlessly), so Tony (the teacher) slapped a palette knife in my hand and forced me back to work. Yuck, didn't like that either, the paint just sat there in big boring slabs no matter how much I poked at it.
Finally I lost my temper with it. I dragged out my ginormous housepainting brush, stabbed it into the paint and went a bit Rolf Harris on the portrait. Slash. Slash, slash, stab, slice. Swoop, slash, slosh the brush brutally around in the water jar and dash in some washy shadows. Stab and slash at it a bit more. Ten minutes and I was done.
I stood back and looked at it. Hmmm, I think I like it. Yes. It works. I do like it!
Apparently all I needed to do was get angry with the paint and treat it mean :)
Woo, tiring going back! I hate the alarm clock, I hate getting out of bed, but once I'm up I'm rarin' to go. We haven't done very much practical hands on work this week, mostly talking about expectations for this first semester, and setting up administrative stuff. Except for painting today, when we actually got the paint brushes out and applied paint to paper.
On portraits, ugh. Of each other. I loathed painting self portraits last year (I think I'll burn mine and mix the ashes into paint to use on something else!) and portraits of the class aren't much better. Have I mentioned I suck at painting? Oh, and have I also mentioned how much I dislike painting? We did some preliminary drawings then worked up a portrait including aspects of the drawings we liked. I liked the chunkiness of my pastel drawing using tone but no line, so tried to replicate that in paint.
Ew. I swear, I whined and bitched and wandered disconsolately about the studio for an hour, trying to get inspiration from what everone else was doing, in between bouts of daubing half-heartedly at my own painting. The brush wouldn't do what I wanted (as I moaned and groaned endlessly), so Tony (the teacher) slapped a palette knife in my hand and forced me back to work. Yuck, didn't like that either, the paint just sat there in big boring slabs no matter how much I poked at it.
Finally I lost my temper with it. I dragged out my ginormous housepainting brush, stabbed it into the paint and went a bit Rolf Harris on the portrait. Slash. Slash, slash, stab, slice. Swoop, slash, slosh the brush brutally around in the water jar and dash in some washy shadows. Stab and slash at it a bit more. Ten minutes and I was done.
I stood back and looked at it. Hmmm, I think I like it. Yes. It works. I do like it!
Apparently all I needed to do was get angry with the paint and treat it mean :)
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
School days, school days...
Drawing day thirty-oneSo, back to school today - it was HARD to get out of bed at 7.30am, don't think I've been up that early since November :)
Today's classes were Arts Business, and Contemporary Art Studies. Arts Business sounds like it'll be interesting - we'll cover things like applying for grants, setting up exhibitions, intellectual property plus more mundane (to me) stuff like tax, business statements and so on. The other subject is basically art history from the 1960s plus. Today we covered minimalism and op art - I enjoy history, though some of the op art pieces make me motion sick! We've already got an excursion to an exhibition scheduled for next Tuesday. Right back into it.
Didn't sleep well last night, my brain wouldn't shut up with school stuff swirling around it, and my weary fingers are making multiple typos. Time to cook dinner and have an early night, I think :)
Today's classes were Arts Business, and Contemporary Art Studies. Arts Business sounds like it'll be interesting - we'll cover things like applying for grants, setting up exhibitions, intellectual property plus more mundane (to me) stuff like tax, business statements and so on. The other subject is basically art history from the 1960s plus. Today we covered minimalism and op art - I enjoy history, though some of the op art pieces make me motion sick! We've already got an excursion to an exhibition scheduled for next Tuesday. Right back into it.
Didn't sleep well last night, my brain wouldn't shut up with school stuff swirling around it, and my weary fingers are making multiple typos. Time to cook dinner and have an early night, I think :)
Monday, February 4, 2008
Back to school tomorrow :)
Drawing day thirtyMy last day of "freedom" (joke). Tomorrow classes start again and I'm excited about going back. I have a list of at least a dozen ideas I want to work on in printmaking - including a linocut based on yesterday's moon drawing - and several less developed ideas for painting (I suspect my painting is going to be more sculpture and mixed media than your actual paint). Today I bought three visual diaries for the year for painting, printmaking and drawing (may need one more for Studio Materials, not sure). This time I went for the larger A3 size for painting and printmaking; I ran out of space last year. Woohoo, back to school!
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Making up for missed day
Drawing A day twenty-nine
Drawing B day twenty-nineDrawing day twenty-eight
Drawing day twenty-eightDidn't do two drawings today, maybe tomorrow! It was a busy day again today, grocery shopping in the morning, a social catchup with some fellow students this afternoon - it was great to see them! I'm looking forward to classes starting on Tuesday, then finished the fourth of five skirts for pick-up in the evening. Almost didn't make the deadline, but my customer got delayed en route so I had a little extra time and finished sewing before she arrived. She's decided on one more, but I don't need to have that one done for a couple of weeks. We're both pleased with the way they've turned out, so much so in my case that I may need to make a similar one for
myself :) Perhaps in some of my collection of cat fabrics with a different fabric in each panel...
Missed a day
Friday was a really busy day and I didn't manage to make a drawing, but I'm not too disappointed as this is the first time I missed. I'll aim to make two either Saturday or Sunday to make up :)
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