Basically I'm just bad at the internet.

An assignment for my Advance Painting class. We have to do six square panels that are bigger than 12 inches by 12 inches but smaller than 30 inches by 30 inches, and also abstracted non-representational. What. It’s a struggle. They’re due on Tuesday, so I have a lot of work to do. Hopefully my shame will be small and my ego replenished for my next update.

It's been sort of fun. I am both amused and frustrated by my professor's disapproval of my methods. Mostly I want to say: I have a process, alright, trust me, I know what I'm doing. But I really have no idea what I'm doing. I only /sometimes/ have an idea of what I'm doing. I'm not going to lie, I daydream about being at the local fine arts school with my friends and just drawing genitals on everything. Hey, it works for them. Who doesn't like a good, happy yoni staring up at them.

cell phone pictures # 4

It's all about the process, yo.



Ooooooold.

Cleaning the studio: part one

I am organizing my studio. After being absent for three months, I've forgotten where I kept some things and how much I had of other things. It's nice to be back into my own little space. I'll put up pictures as I sort things around and make it into a respectable bachelor's pad artist studio.



I bought a new plant for my studio. Her name is Josie and she is beautiful. When she grows a bit more I'll draw her portrait.


Ignore the two on the bottom left, they are from 2008 and -- useless. During the last school term I worked a lot with small scale spray painting. They were aquatic in theme and the use of color is inexcusable except for the fact that I keep refusing to purchase colors that aren't fluorescent or eyesores.



And a piece I neglected to put up when it was made. A dry point self portrait. Because I like self portraits. I made it during the beginning of the year out of plexiglass and wrist hurting patience. I like how it came out.

Plant study

Progression of light through an open window, no that's not it.

Basically my mother has a habit of getting me to do free art for other people, mainly her friends, and I respond by never getting it done. But this one is a birthday present for an uncle I love, so just this once, I'm going to do it. Let's go through the steps.

Disclaimer: I haven't slept in over 24 hours, I have no good will in my heart for even the most adorable kitten. This is a heed to take caution.

Right, set up, simple shapes. Good music is a must, and yes, you may draw in your underwear, but remember that hardwood can become sticky under warm weather.

And more blocking. Drink coffee. Be reluctant. Text with friends. Pet cat. Think about lunch. Go stand in the sun for a little bit. Remember to put on pants. And a shirt.

Stop. Don't get caught up in the details. Reply to email. Make more coffee. Attempt to nap on couch with cat. Cover negative space with light gray scale.

Make dinner. Conquer couch for an hour. Roll around in the sunshine. Add highlights.

Do quick blocking, erasing, gestures, line work, background.

Blog about it.

A little behind

I drew this as a present for my friend, Davy. Unfortunately I didn't take a picture of the final version. It looked pretty kickass at the end. Ink, marker, white out...oil paint...I don't even know anymore.

This is what my workstation always turns to.

And stuff.

a painting!

The assignment was to do an underpainting with glazes, so that's what I did. I -- like it ok.




Hotel
18x24 acrylic on canvas.
7 hours.



I want to finish it up either by building up more glazes (on the entire thing) or going over it with paint. I am a fan of the translucently; I am not a fan at the fact that mistakes are harder to correct (i.e. having to glaze over the mistakes in at least 5 steps). Still, I'm happy with it. I hadn't done glazing before. My favorite part to paint was his thumb.

w for what the hell or work in progress

1/3

Not enough time in the day nor the night. Also, charcoal dust is itchy.

Goodbye, Jan.

I'm giving a hand at trying to sell these. Pretty cheaply, actually. We'll see how that goes for me.







I'm waiting for the rainfall of March. If you lived in the Pacific Northwest, you'd know what that meant. Possibly.

Prophets In A Cybernetic World.

The progression of little steps.









Muuuuuak.

One day it too will be done.

no news

Spring 2008

Oh goodness, I don't really feel like talking about this. Mostly finished prints from my end of the term portfolio. I got some good comments on them.

This one is a WIP. I like it. A lot. It has crazy potential.

Ummm, I met a very nice skeleton. We had some fun times together.

Apparently this one looks better from a distance. Hahahahah, I guess the bead-like things pop out. A Man mountain.

:O A classmate told me that the R. in the hand stands for right hand. I never even noticed that! It actually stands for...well, that doesn't really matter. R. Hand.

:o Where did I find this skull? I think I had a candy skull lying around. Lalalalalala. It was a fun process. Picture transfer.

This one was a direct (attempted) copy of Rembrandt's A Woman Sitting Upon a Hillock.
I'm happy with what came out. I love her smile.

what sort of business is this!

They're all works in progress, man, but for now, we'll say they're so-so done. Yeah?

Diptych. Dream Series.

Copy. Modigliani's sitting nude.

Still Life. But I cheated and painting the classroom.

a trio but it's really one one

Oil pastel on sleek prepped board. For a cool kind of girl.I'm playing around with another better vs. of it.

One of three

A transition.

The Final Draft.

First print

The Sketch.