Commissioned illustration for Fawn Williams, Yoga Instructor.Roughly 6"x4". Ink on top of graphite sketch with watercolor added for value. Used a photo of Fawn for reference.
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Monday, October 5, 2009
Yoga Illustration for Fawn - 1 of 2
Commissioned illustration for Fawn Williams, Yoga Instructor.Roughly 6"x4". Ink on top of graphite sketch. Used a photo of Fawn for reference.
sunday day
2am and right on Sunday night schedule.
Got up. Lounged around. Katie informed me she was sick sick sick. When I was close to her, I felt ill, but when I stepped away I got better. Proximity induced hypochondria. Thankfully she left.
I drew two illustrations for Fawn. Two yoga ones. One was black and white, and the other had some color. Based after some reference pictures of her. They ended up really good. I'll scan and post them tomorrow. Promise!
After a wee while I got around to my comic. Got it finished. It ended up looking rushed, even though it wasn't. It really needs a wash of some sort, but I didn't want to add a wash because I might screenprint a few copies for the family. But now it looks incomplete. Some of the stuff feels like it is hard to separate. Anyway, yeah. Doesn't look like much. Oh well.
Watched Strange Days. A Kathryn Bigelow directed film. Very intense but awesome. Mace was one badass chick. Some good action there. Ralph Fiennes and Angela Bassett are cool.
Productive day but not my best work.
Ran out of food again. Need to get pasta sauce. And toast.
This is a cool website for movie posters: www.wrongsideoftheart.com
Got up. Lounged around. Katie informed me she was sick sick sick. When I was close to her, I felt ill, but when I stepped away I got better. Proximity induced hypochondria. Thankfully she left.
I drew two illustrations for Fawn. Two yoga ones. One was black and white, and the other had some color. Based after some reference pictures of her. They ended up really good. I'll scan and post them tomorrow. Promise!
After a wee while I got around to my comic. Got it finished. It ended up looking rushed, even though it wasn't. It really needs a wash of some sort, but I didn't want to add a wash because I might screenprint a few copies for the family. But now it looks incomplete. Some of the stuff feels like it is hard to separate. Anyway, yeah. Doesn't look like much. Oh well.
Watched Strange Days. A Kathryn Bigelow directed film. Very intense but awesome. Mace was one badass chick. Some good action there. Ralph Fiennes and Angela Bassett are cool.
Productive day but not my best work.
Ran out of food again. Need to get pasta sauce. And toast.
This is a cool website for movie posters: www.wrongsideoftheart.com
Sunday, October 4, 2009
pizza, hot wings, and movie. the life.
I'm starting to think these long weekends are not such a good idea. It's impossible to just get the drive to pick up the pencil. Once I get the drawing in my lap, I just get started and I'm off. Just have to get to that point. Thankfully, I have enough to do tomorrow that I won't doddle. Have the Yoga ad to do (did I mention that was paid?) and the comic (just black and white, moreso just big and not detailed) and the ever present response. Tuesday? Nothing. Wednesday? Also nothing. Thursday? Phase two. So between now and the end of the week, just one major homework piece to work on. The work load is good right now.
Jay came over for a late afternoon hang out. We split halvsies on pizza and hot wings from Bellagio's and put Science of Sleep into my computer and chilled out. It was fun. Even though she was allergic, Jay really liked Luna. Lots of purrs. From the cat. She left for homework.
And then suddenly it was time to go to bed.
Friday, October 2, 2009
let's get some shoes
Yaaawn. Woke up at noon. Mmm. Beautiful day. Oatmeal. Book reading.
Katie and I are about two visits away from being able to order "the usual" at Leaky Roof. All we need to learn is the servers name. We are pretty sure it is Shelly. When we ordered, she remarked about it being a rerun. We also have our regular booth. Five buck lunch that is very filling. I only munched on bread a little for dinner.
Afterwards we walked up to William Temple House. Katie is doing the Halloween rounds and is collecting materials to make her costume. WTH is a thrift store with slightly more variety than Goodwill. I want to be a Red Shirt but I don't quite know. I can wait a little longer. At WTH I found a pair of very hot leather boots. I've been eyeing similar styles for years but never found a pair that I liked. They fit and were not tight. I just whipped my foot onto the counter to show them the price and wore them out of the store.
On the way to Goodwill some people said they were art students and were hungry and asked us for change. We said we were also art students and couldn't spare any ourselves. Afterwards we thought of other things we should have said. Like "Oh what school do you go to?" and "Yeah we are actual art students". But the last one would have been too rude. Still, this isn't the first time someone has said they are an art student and begged for money.
Wandered back home and just hung around. The Internet went down so I watched Frequently Asked Questions About Time Travel (FAQ About Time Travel for short). It was quite clever and the characters were charming. It was short, but I couldn't imagine it having more story that wouldn't be excess. The Internet went down and up and down and up and down. In 30 second breaks and sometimes minutes. Not fun.
I think Issmi was performing tonight and I just realized I totally missed it. Dang! Need to support Robin, Natalie, and the dude that is in the band.
without your golden parachute
It was one of those mornings where at first you have 20 minutes and then you have 2. Still I got to school right on time.
The whole class was devoted to working on the three portraits. We met Martin in private for our first stage reviews. I almost preferred it like that. Just solid critique and direction. My first Warhol was black and white only, my second was marker, and my third was watercolor. I had to buy a bristol pad for the assignment, and since they had one in stock, I treated myself to a water brush. It's a brush with a plastic handle that you squeeze and makes the brush wet. No dipping into water. Better for painting on the go.
Everyone in the class had really top notch portraits. Only two people doubled over with their subject choice (Beth and Cassie both picked Sylvia Plath). I peeked at the other classes pile. I was the only one to pick Warhol from both classes. Danny's Noguchi was brilliant. Madeline's Kafka was endearing. I think Danny said it best when he remarked how all this assignment proves is just to do a lot of work. 5 hours and we produced three wonderful portraits. The day before? Nada.
My meeting with Martin went well. He complimented the amount of thought that I had about the Trobriander imagery. The Amish didn't really apply, but that's okay. I like the Trobriander imagery.
Finished the other half of my burrito for lunch. Talked to the Robopocalypse crew a little bit (well the remaining PNCA members).
After class I went to Trader Joe's to pick up some microwave meals for next week. I forgot my thermos in my bike cup holder. I didn't notice it was gone till I got home. Oh well. It came from Ikea, not like I was really attached to it. Now I have to do the mug + hot water from school's dispenser + tea thing, if I want pep anyway. Adding thermos to Christmas/Birthday list. It's not too early to think about it? Naaah.
Had to wait to be let in by some hapless stranger. Didn't have to wait all that long. Some AI kids let me in. Had some udon and egg for dinner. The Internet went down so Katie and I watched Showgirls. That movie is weird. All the dialogue is bizarre, the character interaction doesn't make sense, the dancing is so jerky, and through no matter what ever girl had a full cake of makeup on. It was fun but weird. The net was back when it was done.
The whole class was devoted to working on the three portraits. We met Martin in private for our first stage reviews. I almost preferred it like that. Just solid critique and direction. My first Warhol was black and white only, my second was marker, and my third was watercolor. I had to buy a bristol pad for the assignment, and since they had one in stock, I treated myself to a water brush. It's a brush with a plastic handle that you squeeze and makes the brush wet. No dipping into water. Better for painting on the go.
Everyone in the class had really top notch portraits. Only two people doubled over with their subject choice (Beth and Cassie both picked Sylvia Plath). I peeked at the other classes pile. I was the only one to pick Warhol from both classes. Danny's Noguchi was brilliant. Madeline's Kafka was endearing. I think Danny said it best when he remarked how all this assignment proves is just to do a lot of work. 5 hours and we produced three wonderful portraits. The day before? Nada.
My meeting with Martin went well. He complimented the amount of thought that I had about the Trobriander imagery. The Amish didn't really apply, but that's okay. I like the Trobriander imagery.
Finished the other half of my burrito for lunch. Talked to the Robopocalypse crew a little bit (well the remaining PNCA members).
After class I went to Trader Joe's to pick up some microwave meals for next week. I forgot my thermos in my bike cup holder. I didn't notice it was gone till I got home. Oh well. It came from Ikea, not like I was really attached to it. Now I have to do the mug + hot water from school's dispenser + tea thing, if I want pep anyway. Adding thermos to Christmas/Birthday list. It's not too early to think about it? Naaah.
Had to wait to be let in by some hapless stranger. Didn't have to wait all that long. Some AI kids let me in. Had some udon and egg for dinner. The Internet went down so Katie and I watched Showgirls. That movie is weird. All the dialogue is bizarre, the character interaction doesn't make sense, the dancing is so jerky, and through no matter what ever girl had a full cake of makeup on. It was fun but weird. The net was back when it was done.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
nap in lap, what a sap!
Uhg bleg. Another late night. Thankfully I get out of bed in 8 hours instead of 5.
History of Laughter: we talked about how to read Chaucer in Olde English. Watched a little stand up segment of Zach Galifinakis. Looked at one of the MFA's installations. She had it specially set up as by invite only. And only women were allowed in the room to view the installation. Which was a compilation of Youtube videos of women laughing.
We gave our little performances about Durer's The Sea Monster. We had to write something creatively that analyzed the piece. I went first with my short rhyme about a man with a shell with a belle under a spell and towers that over power dour flowers. Eva wrote a song and performed with her piano. Antonia had a great myth about Lazlo. Robin's longer poem about sea merchants was nice. Daniel had a short play about being glad your wife was taken by a sea monster. It was fun.
Diana and I went to Cha Cha Cha for lunch. I ate half my burrito and that burrito half will be consumed tomorrow for lunch. We both were so happy to find that neither of us liked Lost in Translation. We spent some time naming directors and trying to think of other female directors. Ones that are actually good. Ravenous was directed by a lady, there is Mary Harron, and Kathryn Bigelow. I'm sure it is the type of thing that we don't realize there are so many female directors as we don't pay attention to directors of movies we are seeing for reasons other than the director.
Rest of class covered the art of Durer's contemporaries. I started to nod off. I didn't have any tea in me. I never fully fell asleep but I nodded and nodded. I felt bad about it because I really love this class. Afterwards I took a nap in the library. A two hour nap. I woke up disoriented and really confused and rambled to some poor guy about having to go somewhere. I was almost out of the library when I finally got it together and knew that it was 5:30 and yoga wasn't for a while.
I checked out Aesterios Polyp and read a few more chapters.
I didn't have as great as focus for this yoga session. I do feel my strength returning though. I'm getting better and more bendy. We did the grab-each-other's-ankles thing again.
I got home. Ate some pasta. Wrote out some stuff about Trobrianders, Amish Youth Subculture, and Yanomami. I settled on the Amish and the Trobrianders and created some thumbnails. Actually, several of the ideas and concepts I am digging. Which ever way it goes, I think I'll have fun. I'm coming to class with research and I am ready to go.
History of Laughter: we talked about how to read Chaucer in Olde English. Watched a little stand up segment of Zach Galifinakis. Looked at one of the MFA's installations. She had it specially set up as by invite only. And only women were allowed in the room to view the installation. Which was a compilation of Youtube videos of women laughing.
We gave our little performances about Durer's The Sea Monster. We had to write something creatively that analyzed the piece. I went first with my short rhyme about a man with a shell with a belle under a spell and towers that over power dour flowers. Eva wrote a song and performed with her piano. Antonia had a great myth about Lazlo. Robin's longer poem about sea merchants was nice. Daniel had a short play about being glad your wife was taken by a sea monster. It was fun.
Diana and I went to Cha Cha Cha for lunch. I ate half my burrito and that burrito half will be consumed tomorrow for lunch. We both were so happy to find that neither of us liked Lost in Translation. We spent some time naming directors and trying to think of other female directors. Ones that are actually good. Ravenous was directed by a lady, there is Mary Harron, and Kathryn Bigelow. I'm sure it is the type of thing that we don't realize there are so many female directors as we don't pay attention to directors of movies we are seeing for reasons other than the director.
Rest of class covered the art of Durer's contemporaries. I started to nod off. I didn't have any tea in me. I never fully fell asleep but I nodded and nodded. I felt bad about it because I really love this class. Afterwards I took a nap in the library. A two hour nap. I woke up disoriented and really confused and rambled to some poor guy about having to go somewhere. I was almost out of the library when I finally got it together and knew that it was 5:30 and yoga wasn't for a while.
I checked out Aesterios Polyp and read a few more chapters.
I didn't have as great as focus for this yoga session. I do feel my strength returning though. I'm getting better and more bendy. We did the grab-each-other's-ankles thing again.
I got home. Ate some pasta. Wrote out some stuff about Trobrianders, Amish Youth Subculture, and Yanomami. I settled on the Amish and the Trobrianders and created some thumbnails. Actually, several of the ideas and concepts I am digging. Which ever way it goes, I think I'll have fun. I'm coming to class with research and I am ready to go.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
quick as
I'm behind in this essay, so I am going to make this quick.
My bike was safe in the printlab.
It was cold. We went to Froelick Gallery to check out Tom's show. Only five of us went, the rest chickened out and stayed dry.
Ate my last noodle box. I like the Pad Thai flavor the best. Chatted with Kristen and Madeline during lunch. Whoo!
Monotype was a disappointment today. We were introduced to color but I didn't know what to do (and later thought up how I should have done it). Not satisfied with what I did. Oh well.
Slacked around for far too long when I got back. Finished my short rhyme thing about the painting. Writing about comedy now. I don't want to get up in just 6 hours. Boo!
My bike was safe in the printlab.
It was cold. We went to Froelick Gallery to check out Tom's show. Only five of us went, the rest chickened out and stayed dry.
Ate my last noodle box. I like the Pad Thai flavor the best. Chatted with Kristen and Madeline during lunch. Whoo!
Monotype was a disappointment today. We were introduced to color but I didn't know what to do (and later thought up how I should have done it). Not satisfied with what I did. Oh well.
Slacked around for far too long when I got back. Finished my short rhyme thing about the painting. Writing about comedy now. I don't want to get up in just 6 hours. Boo!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
the long haul (up the stairs)
Bike was safe from 11 to 8:20. Tomorrow will be the printmaking room test. I think it should be fine. I won't be leaving the studio really.
Narrative image. First hour and a half was a critique of our thumbnails for our comic pages. It was nice how many people really loosely took the concept of sequential narrative. Natalie (not Nathalie) and Kristen both had no border between word and image. Rachel and Amanda had very solid borders. I decided to go with four vingettes concerning the aquirment of our Christmas trees. Dad and I getting a tree from the property, Dad and I sneaking one from a conservatory area, and going to Kunie's. Also a few panels of me thinking about Mum and Dad getting one on their own. It should be neat.
Lunch was a Pad Thai microwaveable noodle box from Trader Joe's. My favorite thus far (favorite of two). Crunchy mysterious things delicious noodles, good sauce. Lots of sodium but I don't give a bibble about that.
Finished up the critique and then it was time to meet Dame Darcy! I've liked her work since I was 16 (haven't actively pursued it but I always like seeing it around, it's very distinct). She gave us a pretty known already rundown of the history of art and icons. Talked about her own work. The thing that was really important was about how to get published, finding an agent, and all that. All the lectures really boil down to "work hard for a decade promoting yourself, get success in your 30's." I'm cool with that. Work hard and get good at your passion. She signed my copy of Gasoline even. It wasn't a meet and greet, so much as a little lecture. Hopefully she will return to school. She lives in Portland so she isn't all that far away.
After the break we discussed panels and gutters and transitions and things I've already learned three times over. Still, good to keep learning.
I read the reading assignment during the wait for yoga. Well I read it, and then I read three more chapters. We are reading a chunk out of Asterios Polyp by David Mazzucchelli. It has a beautiful ease about it. Pure art in every panel. Mum. Buy it, read it, and give it to me for Christmas!
Yoga was full of delightful people. At least 8 other members. One girl looked like Vampire Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. During one balance pose, where you hold onto your toe and stick your leg out, we grabbed each others ankles with our free hand and formed one long awesome chain. So cool. After class, Fawn asked if I wanted to design an ad for her. Is it to be placed in the back of a comic for this thing coming up. I said yes before she even mentioned she would pay me. I'll check out the specs tomorrow and get right on it (it needs to be drawn before the week is out, but I'm not all that worried).
Went to Safeway to buy some girly things that a girl needs sometime. And a box of mini Charleston Chews. I only got to enjoy half of it. It fell when I was riding my bike and became a victim of the pavement. This is like, the worst thing ever! Boo!
Getting the bike down the stairs was considerably simpler when I set my bags at the bottom and devoted all my energy and limbs to hoisting the thing. It rained a little during my return, but it was a nice break from the random 80 degree days.
Watched House, Lie To Me, and Heroes. In that order. Sketched some ideas for tomorrow's monotype. I have two concepts I am digging. House was a pretty good follow up to the season premier. Lie To Me was neat. Robert Knepper is the only reason Heroes is keeping my interest (oh and Sylar, he is always fun to watch).
Narrative image. First hour and a half was a critique of our thumbnails for our comic pages. It was nice how many people really loosely took the concept of sequential narrative. Natalie (not Nathalie) and Kristen both had no border between word and image. Rachel and Amanda had very solid borders. I decided to go with four vingettes concerning the aquirment of our Christmas trees. Dad and I getting a tree from the property, Dad and I sneaking one from a conservatory area, and going to Kunie's. Also a few panels of me thinking about Mum and Dad getting one on their own. It should be neat.
Lunch was a Pad Thai microwaveable noodle box from Trader Joe's. My favorite thus far (favorite of two). Crunchy mysterious things delicious noodles, good sauce. Lots of sodium but I don't give a bibble about that.
Finished up the critique and then it was time to meet Dame Darcy! I've liked her work since I was 16 (haven't actively pursued it but I always like seeing it around, it's very distinct). She gave us a pretty known already rundown of the history of art and icons. Talked about her own work. The thing that was really important was about how to get published, finding an agent, and all that. All the lectures really boil down to "work hard for a decade promoting yourself, get success in your 30's." I'm cool with that. Work hard and get good at your passion. She signed my copy of Gasoline even. It wasn't a meet and greet, so much as a little lecture. Hopefully she will return to school. She lives in Portland so she isn't all that far away.
After the break we discussed panels and gutters and transitions and things I've already learned three times over. Still, good to keep learning.
I read the reading assignment during the wait for yoga. Well I read it, and then I read three more chapters. We are reading a chunk out of Asterios Polyp by David Mazzucchelli. It has a beautiful ease about it. Pure art in every panel. Mum. Buy it, read it, and give it to me for Christmas!
Yoga was full of delightful people. At least 8 other members. One girl looked like Vampire Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. During one balance pose, where you hold onto your toe and stick your leg out, we grabbed each others ankles with our free hand and formed one long awesome chain. So cool. After class, Fawn asked if I wanted to design an ad for her. Is it to be placed in the back of a comic for this thing coming up. I said yes before she even mentioned she would pay me. I'll check out the specs tomorrow and get right on it (it needs to be drawn before the week is out, but I'm not all that worried).
Went to Safeway to buy some girly things that a girl needs sometime. And a box of mini Charleston Chews. I only got to enjoy half of it. It fell when I was riding my bike and became a victim of the pavement. This is like, the worst thing ever! Boo!
Getting the bike down the stairs was considerably simpler when I set my bags at the bottom and devoted all my energy and limbs to hoisting the thing. It rained a little during my return, but it was a nice break from the random 80 degree days.
Watched House, Lie To Me, and Heroes. In that order. Sketched some ideas for tomorrow's monotype. I have two concepts I am digging. House was a pretty good follow up to the season premier. Lie To Me was neat. Robert Knepper is the only reason Heroes is keeping my interest (oh and Sylar, he is always fun to watch).
Sunday, September 27, 2009
posters: part three
Bleh.
More sleep.
More reading.
More nothing.
My back tire has been creaking. I need to loosen the brake pads. Dangnabbit.
Not sure what I want to do for my graphic chapter. I don't like to do comics about myself.
Here are some more movie posters.
More sleep.
More reading.
More nothing.
My back tire has been creaking. I need to loosen the brake pads. Dangnabbit.
Not sure what I want to do for my graphic chapter. I don't like to do comics about myself.
Here are some more movie posters.
lists
Well, today was a waste. Three day weekends are lame for productivity.
Slept in.
Read a little of Gasoline.
Resorted my back issues of Esquire so that they were once again in chronological order.
Watched some TV.
Miranda came over and she and Katie worked on a photo album for Tom.
Went to the store and bought dish soap, detergent, laundry soap, Febreeze, and udon. Why do cleaning supplies cost so much?
Wore my red loose printed shirt that Celia gave me oh so many years ago.
Tomorrow must dos:
Finish chapters of Gasoline and respond to them in writing and in art.
Edit my memoir.
Pick part of memoir to turn into comic.
Create sketches for said comic.
Tomorrow maybe dos:
Research more Anthropology.
Start writing for History of Laughter.
Start writing for History of Printmaking.
Think about monotype.
Slept in.
Read a little of Gasoline.
Resorted my back issues of Esquire so that they were once again in chronological order.
Watched some TV.
Miranda came over and she and Katie worked on a photo album for Tom.
Went to the store and bought dish soap, detergent, laundry soap, Febreeze, and udon. Why do cleaning supplies cost so much?
Wore my red loose printed shirt that Celia gave me oh so many years ago.
Tomorrow must dos:
Finish chapters of Gasoline and respond to them in writing and in art.
Edit my memoir.
Pick part of memoir to turn into comic.
Create sketches for said comic.
Tomorrow maybe dos:
Research more Anthropology.
Start writing for History of Laughter.
Start writing for History of Printmaking.
Think about monotype.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
bad jokes and party boys
I didn't eat a tuna fish sandwich today. I know you guys were looking forward to it, but I didn't.
I was sifting through my anthropology books and got caught up and started reading about parallel cousins. Some cultures divide relationships up depending if your cousin is your mother's sister's kid or your mother's brother's kid. Very interesting. The Trobrianders are on my list.
The net went down for a few hours.
Katie and I went to Leaky Roof for another $3 cheeseburger and soda pop. We want to become regulars there so that when we show up, we can just say that we are having the usual.
Tom had his going away party tonight at Red Cap. He is going to Kansas City, just like Karen. The whole Katie's Crew was there. Phia, Casey, Death Luke, Other Luke, Miranda, Brandon. Tom's boyfriend was there and we talked about Kansas City. Lots of nice people there. The only problem with a gay bar is that there are so many cute boys but it's pointless to hit on them. But at least they are nicer. I only ordered drinks during the $1 well drink hour. Not strong, but still they were cheap. Talked with Casey, talked with Joel, talked with lots of the gang. I separated at around 12:45. I didn't feel up to the final call party. Still, have to stay awake so I can let Katie in.
Bought Gasoline before the gathering. Powell's is two blocks from Red Cap. I'm so excited to read it, it looks really good.
I was sifting through my anthropology books and got caught up and started reading about parallel cousins. Some cultures divide relationships up depending if your cousin is your mother's sister's kid or your mother's brother's kid. Very interesting. The Trobrianders are on my list.
The net went down for a few hours.
Katie and I went to Leaky Roof for another $3 cheeseburger and soda pop. We want to become regulars there so that when we show up, we can just say that we are having the usual.
Tom had his going away party tonight at Red Cap. He is going to Kansas City, just like Karen. The whole Katie's Crew was there. Phia, Casey, Death Luke, Other Luke, Miranda, Brandon. Tom's boyfriend was there and we talked about Kansas City. Lots of nice people there. The only problem with a gay bar is that there are so many cute boys but it's pointless to hit on them. But at least they are nicer. I only ordered drinks during the $1 well drink hour. Not strong, but still they were cheap. Talked with Casey, talked with Joel, talked with lots of the gang. I separated at around 12:45. I didn't feel up to the final call party. Still, have to stay awake so I can let Katie in.
Bought Gasoline before the gathering. Powell's is two blocks from Red Cap. I'm so excited to read it, it looks really good.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
first day with no fob
Critique only took up the first chunk of class. I managed to haul my bike up the stairs and tuck it in the computer room for the day. Won't be fun to do this, but I'll manage. Gotta find that spare key.
Danny's was rendered so vividly. Solid colors and great detail. Kristen executed her fair in the hair with wonderful detail that didn't over power. Amanda's Shorty didn't quite convey hip hop. Chase's hens teeth had a great dialogue with the beak nosed woman in the picture, though the back ground was pretty Zoolander green. Madeline's Cockney slang had a wonderful rhythm in the chairs and stairs. Samala's was nice, if a bit small. My main critique was that I need to represent what makes me so unique. Coloring, poses, and all that was fine. Just need to find what makes a piece "me".
I met Bekka for lunch and we discussed the show we want to do. We will be creating 8 characters. We will each be drawing four and then when we finalize the drawings, we will switch and draw the other's characters. It's about showing our influence on each other and the main question will be who drew what character first? What separates our approaches. It will be colorful as well. Hurray for Bekka Hannesdottir! And Madeline. She's also cool. TV buddy unite!
After lunch, Martin French handed us some stacks of photocopies of portraits of artists. I misunderstood his directions a little bit and had trouble until I saw what other people were doing. Basically we were to take a single reference and create sketches, which would become the base for three 11x17 portraits of the same person. I drew Anita Loos and struggled. Then I drew Warhol and it turned out successful.
Our next three week assignment is: Ancient Aesthetic. The first phase is rough thumbnails. Pick two indigenous cultures and research them a little come up with 3 varied thumbnails for each. Gypsies, Mayans, what have you. I pulled out my anthropology text books and started browsing.
Lagged around and got everything sorted. Kristen helped me move my bike down the stairs. Up is easy, I don't like how it bounces going down.
Then I relaxed. Ate some cheese puffs. Ate some pasta. Watched some TV on the Internet. Flashforward is the show I'm most excited about. Everyone in the world blacks out for 2 minutes 14 seconds, and everyone sees 6 months into their future during that time. It's got a good cast that has a few people that were on Lost. Scifi, mystery, action. My kind of show.
Tomorrow plans: go to Powell's and buy Dame Darcy's Gasoline. Eat a tuna fish sandwich (my last jar from Tuna Claus). Look through Anthropology texts. Edit my memoir a little, just to get the easy stuff out of the way. Read. Sleep in. Watch Project Runway. Survey what is due next week.
Mom: what can you tell me about Gypsies?
Danny's was rendered so vividly. Solid colors and great detail. Kristen executed her fair in the hair with wonderful detail that didn't over power. Amanda's Shorty didn't quite convey hip hop. Chase's hens teeth had a great dialogue with the beak nosed woman in the picture, though the back ground was pretty Zoolander green. Madeline's Cockney slang had a wonderful rhythm in the chairs and stairs. Samala's was nice, if a bit small. My main critique was that I need to represent what makes me so unique. Coloring, poses, and all that was fine. Just need to find what makes a piece "me".
I met Bekka for lunch and we discussed the show we want to do. We will be creating 8 characters. We will each be drawing four and then when we finalize the drawings, we will switch and draw the other's characters. It's about showing our influence on each other and the main question will be who drew what character first? What separates our approaches. It will be colorful as well. Hurray for Bekka Hannesdottir! And Madeline. She's also cool. TV buddy unite!
After lunch, Martin French handed us some stacks of photocopies of portraits of artists. I misunderstood his directions a little bit and had trouble until I saw what other people were doing. Basically we were to take a single reference and create sketches, which would become the base for three 11x17 portraits of the same person. I drew Anita Loos and struggled. Then I drew Warhol and it turned out successful.
Our next three week assignment is: Ancient Aesthetic. The first phase is rough thumbnails. Pick two indigenous cultures and research them a little come up with 3 varied thumbnails for each. Gypsies, Mayans, what have you. I pulled out my anthropology text books and started browsing.
Lagged around and got everything sorted. Kristen helped me move my bike down the stairs. Up is easy, I don't like how it bounces going down.
Then I relaxed. Ate some cheese puffs. Ate some pasta. Watched some TV on the Internet. Flashforward is the show I'm most excited about. Everyone in the world blacks out for 2 minutes 14 seconds, and everyone sees 6 months into their future during that time. It's got a good cast that has a few people that were on Lost. Scifi, mystery, action. My kind of show.
Tomorrow plans: go to Powell's and buy Dame Darcy's Gasoline. Eat a tuna fish sandwich (my last jar from Tuna Claus). Look through Anthropology texts. Edit my memoir a little, just to get the easy stuff out of the way. Read. Sleep in. Watch Project Runway. Survey what is due next week.
Mom: what can you tell me about Gypsies?
slang assignment: spitroast (work in progress)
Work in progress.
A spitroast is a term for a threesome. The hotdogs are used to imply stuff. You know.
18"x24".
Higgins Sepia Calligraphy ink & Carter's washable blue ink on slightly toned paper.
well that sucks
History of Laughter covered... actually I am drawing a blank. We kind of went over the same stuff that we had gone over in class before. I know that I gave a good definition for the difference between dirt and earth (dirt is just earth that has been misplaced).
Bekka and I are making plans to have a little show in the PNCA library. Tomorrow during lunch we will sort out the details.
History of Printmaking was far more memorable. We looked at Durer and finished one of Morgan's books that have awesome etchings. Talked about St Jerome and how he beat himself with rocks because he was thinking of naked ladies.
For lunch, I took a trip to Trader Joe's. Bagels, bananas, apples, bread, pasta, and I grabbed three microwave meals that were like, 1.99 each. If I like them, then I will stock up on them. I need to stop buying lunches all together. It's adding up. Laziness costs! I also bought this PB & J candy bar. It was raspberry and peanut butter coated in chocolate. It was gluten free so I broke it in half and shared it with Diana.
The rest of the day was scheduled as this: 3:15-6:16 work on artwork. 6:30-8:00 yoga break to relax and rejuvenate. 8:20-2:30am art work time.
I got back at 3:15. I paused going into the elevator to talk to Jaymee as I left. In that pause my keys fell out of my hand.
They fell and slid perfectly into the crack in the elevator door.
Fell all the way down.
I don't like to swear in this blog but goddamnit, that shit sucked.
I went to the main office and told them. They called the elevator company and after discussions, there were three options given:
1: pay $105 to get the elevator people to come over and open the maintenance door and retrieve the keys.
2: pay $80 to replace the keys and hope I can find my spare Kryptonite bike lock key, otherwise that's another $30-40 for a new lock.
3: wait till the second week of October for the elevator check up.
The guy at the front desk was nice and loaned me a set of spares no cost. After years of torment, the Goose did something good. I'm going to wait for option 3. Tomorrow I'll go to the front desk and tell them this and sort out what I'll have to do when the time comes to get my keys. For the time being, I'll have to call Katie to let me in or wait for someone to do so. I'll also have to stash my bike somewhere safe on campus.
So I cried. And took a shower to relax. And at 4:30, I sat down and started drawing. I got one of the male figures roughed in and the other half way done when I left for yoga. Yoga was intense. Miss Mona was in the class, as well as Tam/Tatum. Two new faces. It was great to just focus on yoga and work out and sweat and stretch and squeeze the anxiety out of me. I returned relaxed and pretty content despite how much it sucks to loose your keys. I talked with Katie. And then sat down and drew and painted from 9:00-2:20, at which point, I took a break to write. I'm going to put the final touches on it now. Come morning, I'll remove the tape carefully with the aid of my hair dryer (it loosens the glue).
I'm really excited about this piece. Yeah it's suggestive, but it's fun. It also is what I like to do and I tried out a new method. It has some problems, but I'm here to learn. I'm excited for critique. I don't know how it will play out.
TV watched while working: Glee episode 4 (finally, it is up to parr with the pilot episode), So You Think You Can Dance (oi, can we get to Vegas already!), Lost (rewatching first season on Hulu, might rewatch more because it seems to have all of it on Hulu), and Peep Show (the characters are so delightfully sad and hilarious at the same time).
Bekka and I are making plans to have a little show in the PNCA library. Tomorrow during lunch we will sort out the details.
History of Printmaking was far more memorable. We looked at Durer and finished one of Morgan's books that have awesome etchings. Talked about St Jerome and how he beat himself with rocks because he was thinking of naked ladies.
For lunch, I took a trip to Trader Joe's. Bagels, bananas, apples, bread, pasta, and I grabbed three microwave meals that were like, 1.99 each. If I like them, then I will stock up on them. I need to stop buying lunches all together. It's adding up. Laziness costs! I also bought this PB & J candy bar. It was raspberry and peanut butter coated in chocolate. It was gluten free so I broke it in half and shared it with Diana.
The rest of the day was scheduled as this: 3:15-6:16 work on artwork. 6:30-8:00 yoga break to relax and rejuvenate. 8:20-2:30am art work time.
I got back at 3:15. I paused going into the elevator to talk to Jaymee as I left. In that pause my keys fell out of my hand.
They fell and slid perfectly into the crack in the elevator door.
Fell all the way down.
I don't like to swear in this blog but goddamnit, that shit sucked.
I went to the main office and told them. They called the elevator company and after discussions, there were three options given:
1: pay $105 to get the elevator people to come over and open the maintenance door and retrieve the keys.
2: pay $80 to replace the keys and hope I can find my spare Kryptonite bike lock key, otherwise that's another $30-40 for a new lock.
3: wait till the second week of October for the elevator check up.
The guy at the front desk was nice and loaned me a set of spares no cost. After years of torment, the Goose did something good. I'm going to wait for option 3. Tomorrow I'll go to the front desk and tell them this and sort out what I'll have to do when the time comes to get my keys. For the time being, I'll have to call Katie to let me in or wait for someone to do so. I'll also have to stash my bike somewhere safe on campus.
So I cried. And took a shower to relax. And at 4:30, I sat down and started drawing. I got one of the male figures roughed in and the other half way done when I left for yoga. Yoga was intense. Miss Mona was in the class, as well as Tam/Tatum. Two new faces. It was great to just focus on yoga and work out and sweat and stretch and squeeze the anxiety out of me. I returned relaxed and pretty content despite how much it sucks to loose your keys. I talked with Katie. And then sat down and drew and painted from 9:00-2:20, at which point, I took a break to write. I'm going to put the final touches on it now. Come morning, I'll remove the tape carefully with the aid of my hair dryer (it loosens the glue).
I'm really excited about this piece. Yeah it's suggestive, but it's fun. It also is what I like to do and I tried out a new method. It has some problems, but I'm here to learn. I'm excited for critique. I don't know how it will play out.
TV watched while working: Glee episode 4 (finally, it is up to parr with the pilot episode), So You Think You Can Dance (oi, can we get to Vegas already!), Lost (rewatching first season on Hulu, might rewatch more because it seems to have all of it on Hulu), and Peep Show (the characters are so delightfully sad and hilarious at the same time).
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
gotta...save money. must make my own meals.
I just noticed that I've been blogging in the "edit Html" section for over a year and a half now. I should be in the compose window. Now I can write and my text is in the nice font that it appears in on my blog. Whoo.
I forgot to mention that yesterday, my bike chain slipped off my bike and got jammed. I stopped outside of Hot Lips Pizza (the one near PGE Park) and struggled to pull the chain out of its jam. I was about ready to walk my bike to the Max, when a nice man emerged from Hot Lips and helped me flip my bike over. He proceded to help me remove the jam and get the chain back on the teeth. I thanked him and left feeling a lot better about Portlanders.
Alright. Today. Monotype. The first two hours (we went until lunch) was spent with a special guest. Tom the teacher's friend Tom. He showed us his portfolio and his monotypes and then gave us a demonstration. Honestly, I only liked about 3 of his monotypes. The rest seemed to blend together in terms of style.
I was planning on bagel + creme cheesing it for lunch but alas I was out of bagels. Safeway was the next, boring option. The by pound food rung up more than I expected but when I left, I noticed the guy did not beep my drink in the machine. He looked at the receipt so he knew that he only charged me for one thing. How nice. It was filling and carried me through the day. TOMORROW. Tomorrow I will go shopping. Pasta. Bagels. Meat slices.
Sat with Jon W. during lunch. Put up my yoga posters. Then I printed. I rendered my daberlack drawing on a big sheet of plexi. I muddled up the face when I was almost done and wasn't able to correct it to a point that satisfied me. Not quite happy with it, but oh well. Used up a full sheet of Rosaspina paper. Printed a triptych of three smaller square plates. Redrew some stuff from my sketchbook.
Left school at 5:15. Sweated. I am tired of it being hot. I keep dressing for it to be cold, but it never is. Relaxed for an hour. Drew for a few hours. Struggled to get the man poses down. When Katie came back, I took some photos. Now I am going to finish that up. Right now the net is down, but I'm hoping it will come back in the next few minutes.
I forgot to mention that yesterday, my bike chain slipped off my bike and got jammed. I stopped outside of Hot Lips Pizza (the one near PGE Park) and struggled to pull the chain out of its jam. I was about ready to walk my bike to the Max, when a nice man emerged from Hot Lips and helped me flip my bike over. He proceded to help me remove the jam and get the chain back on the teeth. I thanked him and left feeling a lot better about Portlanders.
Alright. Today. Monotype. The first two hours (we went until lunch) was spent with a special guest. Tom the teacher's friend Tom. He showed us his portfolio and his monotypes and then gave us a demonstration. Honestly, I only liked about 3 of his monotypes. The rest seemed to blend together in terms of style.
I was planning on bagel + creme cheesing it for lunch but alas I was out of bagels. Safeway was the next, boring option. The by pound food rung up more than I expected but when I left, I noticed the guy did not beep my drink in the machine. He looked at the receipt so he knew that he only charged me for one thing. How nice. It was filling and carried me through the day. TOMORROW. Tomorrow I will go shopping. Pasta. Bagels. Meat slices.
Sat with Jon W. during lunch. Put up my yoga posters. Then I printed. I rendered my daberlack drawing on a big sheet of plexi. I muddled up the face when I was almost done and wasn't able to correct it to a point that satisfied me. Not quite happy with it, but oh well. Used up a full sheet of Rosaspina paper. Printed a triptych of three smaller square plates. Redrew some stuff from my sketchbook.
Left school at 5:15. Sweated. I am tired of it being hot. I keep dressing for it to be cold, but it never is. Relaxed for an hour. Drew for a few hours. Struggled to get the man poses down. When Katie came back, I took some photos. Now I am going to finish that up. Right now the net is down, but I'm hoping it will come back in the next few minutes.
have you ever considered not talking?
I did this morning without tea, go me. For the first hour and a half, Robin, Bryan, and I sat in a little group and critiqued each other's memoirs. Swap. Read. Fill in a sheet. Bryan and I had the smaller of the memoirs so we got through them right quick.
We broke for lunch and I went to get a burrito. Went for the cheaper, just bean variety. Didn't enjoy it as much as the chicken and Mr. Green Jeans wasn't on the special menu. Finished some writing during the break, scanned my sketches for the reading response, and got back to class.
Then we all put our memoir illustrations up on the wall for critique. Danny's was nostalgic and well unified. Mine was well received, aside from a few compositional quibbles, Bryan's digital gamer art worked well, Amanda/Allison/Why can't I remember her name's horses were some of the best out of the class (really strong illustrations), Kristen rendered the battle against dishes and moving quite nice, and this primary colored tryptich by a girl who I have only had this class with, well it blew us all away. Nothing but postivie comments, and understandably so. They fit well, the composition was perfect. Just great art to see. I didn't think too highly about some of the other pieces and I tried to voice that as nice as possible.
Daniel Duford came in to give us a little history about comics. We have to do a graphic chapter from our memoir. I'm sick of the thing, I don't want to do more stuff about it. And I don't like writing comics about myself. Oh well. It was a good history. Introduced me to some names I didn't know, but a lot was just a repeat of what I have learned from being a nerd. After his lecture, a few people got into a livid debate about animation and art and comics. It seemed strangely nasty considering the context. Still adjusting to some new, strong personalities.
Class was over right on the dot. I went to the other building and grabbed my yoga monoprint. I photocopied it much smaller, and in the photocopy I wrote in the dates and details for free yoga. It is twice a week now. The kind ladies in the library loaned me some highlighters to make the poster pop a little more. I plan to put them up tomorrow.
Returned home. Katie had gone to the Church of Scientology for her art & anthropology class. They had to go to a place that they felt uncomfortable and analyze it like an anthropologist. Katie returned with tons of pamphlets about dianetics and top secret recorded audio. She, Luke, and I watched the free DVD. Well, I watched the new episode of Mad Men and then joined them for crazy Scientologist antics. None of it was really clear how so many people got magically better, they just said that they did after reading the book. Just weird.
Then I watched the season premier of House. I also sketched out some things to possibly paint in class tomorrow. I think I shall retire early, even though I don't have to get up for 10 hours. Retire and read.
AAANNND it happened again. Right as I hit publish, my net went down. Thankfully for only 4 minutes and my post saved this time.
Karen: I want to go thrifing with you! p.s. OMG his foot!
We broke for lunch and I went to get a burrito. Went for the cheaper, just bean variety. Didn't enjoy it as much as the chicken and Mr. Green Jeans wasn't on the special menu. Finished some writing during the break, scanned my sketches for the reading response, and got back to class.
Then we all put our memoir illustrations up on the wall for critique. Danny's was nostalgic and well unified. Mine was well received, aside from a few compositional quibbles, Bryan's digital gamer art worked well, Amanda/Allison/Why can't I remember her name's horses were some of the best out of the class (really strong illustrations), Kristen rendered the battle against dishes and moving quite nice, and this primary colored tryptich by a girl who I have only had this class with, well it blew us all away. Nothing but postivie comments, and understandably so. They fit well, the composition was perfect. Just great art to see. I didn't think too highly about some of the other pieces and I tried to voice that as nice as possible.
Daniel Duford came in to give us a little history about comics. We have to do a graphic chapter from our memoir. I'm sick of the thing, I don't want to do more stuff about it. And I don't like writing comics about myself. Oh well. It was a good history. Introduced me to some names I didn't know, but a lot was just a repeat of what I have learned from being a nerd. After his lecture, a few people got into a livid debate about animation and art and comics. It seemed strangely nasty considering the context. Still adjusting to some new, strong personalities.
Class was over right on the dot. I went to the other building and grabbed my yoga monoprint. I photocopied it much smaller, and in the photocopy I wrote in the dates and details for free yoga. It is twice a week now. The kind ladies in the library loaned me some highlighters to make the poster pop a little more. I plan to put them up tomorrow.
Returned home. Katie had gone to the Church of Scientology for her art & anthropology class. They had to go to a place that they felt uncomfortable and analyze it like an anthropologist. Katie returned with tons of pamphlets about dianetics and top secret recorded audio. She, Luke, and I watched the free DVD. Well, I watched the new episode of Mad Men and then joined them for crazy Scientologist antics. None of it was really clear how so many people got magically better, they just said that they did after reading the book. Just weird.
Then I watched the season premier of House. I also sketched out some things to possibly paint in class tomorrow. I think I shall retire early, even though I don't have to get up for 10 hours. Retire and read.
AAANNND it happened again. Right as I hit publish, my net went down. Thankfully for only 4 minutes and my post saved this time.
Karen: I want to go thrifing with you! p.s. OMG his foot!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
oops, forgot about that other assignment
Got my two other paintings done. I could not find the photo of the apple press so I had to wing it from my imagination. It looks about right. I'm banking that no one else knows exactly what they look like. Heh. Halfway through the large painting, I remembered that trees are green and not brown. Thankfully the brown and green looks pretty good and probably a lot better than if they were solid green.
Morning was free pancakes at the RA's. I'm convinced that only fathers know how to make pancakes. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth but they were rather chewy. And there was no butter. Met some of the freshmen (or as we call them at PNCA "foundation"). Then it was work work work!
I'm writing now, in the event that the Internet goes kablooey again. They say they are working on it, but I don't really believe them that much.
Working on my memoir. More like staring at it and not knowing what to add to the crummy thing. When she first introduced it, I thought it would be the final project. You know, something after we have had a lot of practice writing. But some say it is easier to write a lot than a little. Still, it is a big chunk of writing. I don't really want to deeply analyze events, but it seems like I have to.
Remembered I had a Lyn Ward writing/drawing response due as well. Way too slacker this break. Hopefully I'll get into the rhythm soon. Another week or so.
Morning was free pancakes at the RA's. I'm convinced that only fathers know how to make pancakes. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth but they were rather chewy. And there was no butter. Met some of the freshmen (or as we call them at PNCA "foundation"). Then it was work work work!
I'm writing now, in the event that the Internet goes kablooey again. They say they are working on it, but I don't really believe them that much.
Working on my memoir. More like staring at it and not knowing what to add to the crummy thing. When she first introduced it, I thought it would be the final project. You know, something after we have had a lot of practice writing. But some say it is easier to write a lot than a little. Still, it is a big chunk of writing. I don't really want to deeply analyze events, but it seems like I have to.
Remembered I had a Lyn Ward writing/drawing response due as well. Way too slacker this break. Hopefully I'll get into the rhythm soon. Another week or so.
argh
So last night the Internet went down about a minute before I was ready to post.
But that's okay, I didn't have much to say anyway. Worked on painting. Watched Cry Baby. Slept in. At left overs. Went to bed early.
But that's okay, I didn't have much to say anyway. Worked on painting. Watched Cry Baby. Slept in. At left overs. Went to bed early.
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