Monday, December 20, 2010

Confusion!

On my "dashboard" it says that I have 14 posts, but, on my profile it says that there are only 13! So, I may or may not need another post. But, I don't mind writing another one, so, here it goes.

Our final was today. Looking at all of the shell drawings, it is obvious that we have all learned a lot! After taking a break from looking at my drawing and then looking at it again, I realized that I am really happy with it. I may be getting the hang of this ink thing! (right at the end of course...) But, it is progress! Which is exciting. While doing the ink this time I did some things very differently than in my first ink drawing. First off, I tried not to be afraid of getting dark.  This made that top/back corner look MUCH better! I also left more of the paper as white for the highlights.  I found ways to better control the ink, like, using a smaller brush for the ink and then using a bigger brush with just water on it to smooth it out.  Also, I kept napkins handy to dab off any parts that got darker than I intended or where ink that I didn't want to move started dripping. I admit that I am a bit of a control freak, so, this was really helpful for me! It made me much more confident in putting on the ink because I knew how to change and fix it. During the critique it was noted that the color choices were good ones and I definitely agree. The warmness of the brown and the coolness of the blue give a very "ocean-like", organic feel. They suggested that if I liked that color palette I should see if I can find some blue charcoal. Amy says that there is something called "Russian sauce?" that could work. We all giggled when she said that and she agreed that it is a strange name.  Other random moments from the final today included the constant pounding/ drumming on the ceiling and all of us looking like hell from all of the work that we've had to do in the last few weeks. I think we were all tired and a little out of it, but, that's ok, now we can rest!

This is a doodle from before this was over.  I was tired, and I had had enough, and I also had this Motion City Soundtrack song stuck in my head!

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Final Post!

Would it sound awful if I said "WOOOO HOOOOO!" ?

It's not that I didn't enjoy life drawing, but, I am SO relieved that it is over! This past week has been very stressful with all of the things that we needed to finish.

I have learned a lot this semester, about the human body, about drawing, and about myself. I think that the most rewarding part of the class was learning about how to use line most effectively. When comparing drawings from the beginning of the semester and the end of the semester I see a distinct difference in the way that I use lines and the type of line. Another important thing that I learned this semester that has benefited me and will continue to benefit me is learning how to observe something so carefully. With each contour drawing we did I sound myself noticing and being able to depict smaller and smaller details.

I look at people from a completely different perspective now. At the beginning of the semester I rather hated the human form. I'm not sure why, but I did. Now, I find the body intriguing. There is always something new to learn and strive towards.

This is my final shell drawing that I think went very well; not perfect, but, decent.  More importantly, I enjoyed doing it.

During our last class period we talked about our manikens, about the final, and did some fun drawings. The model put clothes on as we were doing the gesture drawings making a nice narrative. I absolutely loved it! I love the idea of there being a narrative. It gives a meaning to the drawings. Unfortunately I left my gesture drawings on the floor because I was disoriented having been drawing on the opposite side of the room. As soon as I realized it, I was really upset! Those drawings were decent! ugh. I went back to find them but they weren't there anymore. That's ok though. We also did a long pose. Near the end I started getting anxious. Anxious about everything: finals, classes, homework, drawings, blogs, tests, papers, essays, and a whole slew of other things.  That is mostly irrelevant, but, in my state of anxiousness I decided to try to make myself more comfortable by adding doodling embellishments to the drawing. It didn't turn out the greatest, but, it was fun, and a good way to end the class. She must be in some alternate reality. I'm not entirely sure. 


I've also learned that I kind of like blogging! Shhh. Don't tell anyone!

And the link to my flickr page again: Portfolio

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Developments in Life and Art

I need to get some more posts up because I have missed some. I still want them to have meaning, substance, and relevance.

In recent times I have begun taking creative journaling more seriously.  While this does not directly relate to life drawing, it most certainly relates to my life and my drawing. Learning to not be afraid of making mistakes and expressing myself without restraint are both things that my journal has helped me with immensely.


This drawing or doodle looks like it could have come from a human, or some type of life. The interconnectedness of the objects is similar to that of the body's muscles and cells.


While this image is extremely anatomically incorrect, I still used some of my life drawing knowledge to construct it. Check out those collar bones! (Yes, I know they shouldn't be straight; they curve around to the back. Let's pretend that they do in this drawing.) There is also no nose. I am not entirely sure why I decided not to include the nose, but, it is completely irrelevant to this blog.

Whenever life starts to feel out of control, drawing can give me back that control. Also, referring back to the end of my last post where I mentioned the importance of truth, art is an important vehicle for displaying truth.  Drawing can express things that there is no other way to express. When thinking about this, I think about how in a drawing of the figure, it is possible to capture the movement of a pose in a way that no photograph or written explanation could.  Through a drawing of a figure, the viewer has the ability to feel the pose that the model was in; feel the tension or relaxation of the muscles.

C.S. Lewis wrote children's books because he believed that it was the only way to present the material that he wanted to present. I draw (or use clay) because I believe that it is the best and only way to portray what I want to portray; the truth.

Snooooooowwwwwwww and finals.

Quite honestly I completely forgot about the blog this week. The snow was more distracting than a person would think. It took me 45 minutes and 3 people to get my car out of the unplowed parking lot. The campus looks so much different than it did a week ago!

Last week in life drawing we got to do my favorite activity of the whole semester! We drew the skull! I have always been much better at drawing bones than actual human flesh. I found it interesting to pay attention to how complicated the skull is.  Even though the skull does not have many parts (in an adult), it is extremely complex.

We drew each other's hands on Tuesday which was a different experience. I must admit that I find people studying and staring at me, even if it is just my hand, unsettling.  It also gave me a taste of what the model feels having to remain still for a period of time.  By the end of the half hour that I was posing my hand, my hand was begging to move.  I don't know how the models do it! I had some difficulty drawing the hand as well but near the end of the class period got a better idea of how to approach it.

 It was also nice to get a chance to interact with classmates and discuss how our semesters are going.  Some very interesting topics came up.  A few of them were relative to the art world, about our favorite media to work in and why, and some of them were not so related. I have been known to bring up awkward subjects when I get uncomfortable.  Two people staring at, studying, and drawing my hand made me uncomfortable.  Discussion about diarrhea among other awkward subjects sprang up. I have come to a place in my life however, where I feel that no conversation is too awkward if it contains truth. Truth is the most important thing in this world. If all of this was fake, what would be the point?

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Keep Pushing Forward

This week life drawing was very overwhelming.  The end of the semester is approaching very quickly and we have a lot left to finish. Building 50 muscles on the manikin in the next week, while I know will be rewarding, also strikes me with anxiety.

In class we discussed, observed, and drew the shoulder girdle.  It was surprising to me how complex such a small area of the body can be. I found the collar bone to be particularly intriguing and challenging with its spiraling shape. It the sketches and doodles that I do for my own enjoyment everyday, I work with a lot of organic spiraling forms.

Recently in class, I have found myself drawing differently, more freely.  I believe this is because I have finally been doing a lot more artwork and sketching for my own enjoyment.  It has helped me to loosen up in my drawing and understand the best way to move the pencil across the page. My drawings seem to be improving.  They are no where near perfect, and I am certainly not satisfied with them, but, I believe that if we become satisfied with our work we stop growing and improving.  I will continue to strive to become better.

Also this week, we did our third shell drawings.  When doing the cross-contour drawing this time, I could tell that I was getting better at accurately following the lines of the shape. I was surprised by how well it turned out.  Then when I started adding the ink, I got worried, because I thought I was ruining it.  I ended up being relatively happy with the end result though.  I started out with just using the sepia ink that I had. Then, I wasn't thrilled about how it looked, so I decided to add some blue ink into the shadows and it looks so much better! I just needed some contrast to accentuate the shadows and highlights of the form.