My goal is to be good at drawing. We have started figure study in class now and it is, um, interesting. The ones that I think look like some kind of freaky blog creature are the ones that the professor will think are awesome. I see the forms and value shifts just fine. I just have a ton of trouble getting that information out of my brain and onto the paper. And the professor was right... After an hour of staring at a man in his underwear trying to draw what you see, you no longer care that the man on the table is posing in his underwear. There were lots of giggles the first day, but not because of him. The giggles were contagious starting from 2 of the students (I ashamedly admit that I was one of them) laughing at themselves drawing stick figures and blobs. We caught on pretty fast, but those first drawings had us roaring in laughter at ourselves.
So, with my lack of experience in mind, I hesitantly agree to show off more of my "art." Feel free to laugh or cry at what you see. I've done plenty of both over the last few weeks.
One of the first drawings we did in class. It is what you see, basically a still life of paper hung on a wall. I am quite please with my duct tape. Yes, I am. I am not happy with the rope at all. It looks stupid compared to the duct tape. I plan to meet with the professor in the next week to work out some of the problems that I had with these drawings.
I also realize that I suck at taking pictures of my drawings. One day I will take the time to pin them up on the wall so they don't look like they're falling or tilted in the air.
This one was one of my first attempts on my own. I didn't draw this. I covered the paper with charcoal and then erased to make the image. I love that weird little cookie jar. The box? Not so much.
Eggs. Just eggs that suck. Rotten eggs. *hee hee*
There was a table set up in class with all sorts of things for our practice with prisma colored pencils. By the time I finished this drawing, I actually grew to like working with colored pencils. I would still rather work with paint. My ellipses are all terrible, but my vase in the bottom left ROCKS. Well, at least I think so.
One day, we had to walk wayyyyyyy out behind the campus into the woods to do a landscape. We used ink and wet charcoal. Most people chose areas with trees. I was the only one to pick the area with the most dead stuff. What the heck is wrong with me? Geez. It looks like a mess of dead limbs and sticks because it was a mess of dead limbs and sticks. A little abstraction thrown in for the heck of it, but otherwise the best I could do in 2.5 hours.
For my texture and line assignment, I set up a still life on my desk. This is the drawing. It is not finished. Well, it is now, but the picture here is not the finished drawing. I have trouble translating brights to value. I see bright colors as dark for some reason. I'm working on it and the finished drawing is sooooooo much better than the one you see here. And, just for the record, I LOVE my basket. I think this is my favorite drawing so far.
I believe that is enough torture for one day. I still have a glass drawing and a perspective drawing to finish before Monday. Then I get the fun of doing a self-portrait. No, I will not post the self-portrait. It will most certainly be terrible, especially considering the subject of the drawing will be me. It will forever stay in my portfolio where innocent eyes will never be subjected to its horror.
Back to the drawing board... literally.
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