Monthly Archives: February 2012

Not Seeing is Believing


Wow I loved last class. The dark chocolate was a delight and the exercise was freeing. I drew an intricate collaboration of a skeleton and teapots, while solely looking a the scene and not the paper. I was able to be as messy as I wanted and not make sense with my drawing. One of my favorite quotes, recently discovered, by Monet describes what our lesson was…

“When you go out to paint, try to forget what objects you have before you-a tree, a house, a field, or whatever. Merely think, here is a little square of blue, here an oblong of pink, here a streak of yellow, and paint it just as it looks to you, the exact color and shape, until it gives your own naive IMPRESSION of the scene before you.”

Getting to the perfect balance between drawing abstractly (we’ll call it) and drawing precisely (we’ll call it), is how we need to think about life. We need balance, everyone, and with this balance comes an open mind to diverse ideals and systems. If we stick to only one corner of the spectrum then we will never truly understand each other. We won’t understand why someone can be so different from us and why they can completely absorb themselves into something we loathe.

Its challenging, I know, to free from judgments and personal philosophies and just let go from doubts. To open ourselves up completely to a new sense of being and realize the full amount of beauty in the world.

Wow doing art is powerful!


Owning my Imperfections


Things that I have concluded since being in this class:

1. I can never fully escape my grasp of reality

2. Art takes frustration, pressure and intense observation

3. I will never ever in my entire life make something perfect!

I feel like perfection, even though I know that it is not a defying word, was what my subconscious has been striving for during my visual journey. It is a difficult notion to escape. I want so badly for my drawing to look like what is presented in front of me, but it doesn’t. I need to just draw and not think about the judgments I may have of myself. We are our own worst critics. This means we shouldn’t listen to ourselves with complete acceptance for one’s beliefs and criticisms.

The first day of drawing I was excited about the subject. Contours of the human form is may favorite subject to draw. I spent the whole time figuring out the shapes and edges of the mannequin’s head, I missed focusing on the other objects. Which in my opinion is perfectly fine. Art is about self-expression and I like to express human emotion in my drawings. So I think that accurately portraying a face is an important part of my artistic path.

With this assignment I am having fun, which was something lacking from my experience with the chair drawing. Yesterday I had to erase most of my face because the proportions made it look squished down. This was a hard thing to do, to erase a the head that looked almost as perfect as it could ever be… for now.

I have as well been having trouble this week with my other classes and this project has helped to calm me, and to realize that imperfection can make a more significant mark than pure perfection ever can. Imperfection is analyzed more and not overlooked. If everything is perfect we would all be happy and living in a dream world. We would have nothing to express, no emotion over objects or passion over events. But within this perfect world, is anything really perfect?

Finished! Only one Step…


I finally drew the freaking chair. Annoying as it became it still really did teach me a lot. I had a difficult time on the third day because even though I was sizing up the proportions, the back of the chair still came out short. And I know that for a fact it was wrong. Sometimes you do need to listen to what your mind knows, as long as you train it to think two-dimensional. This project taught me over all that you can never rush art. You have to consider every detail and see if it is perfect before moving on. You have to see if everything matches up and if it even looks remotely like your model. I do not particularly like my drawing of that chair, but this was only a learning process. All the mess of lines on my paper show that.

Connecting this learning process to my life, I can know that patience and attention to the smaller things is always important. If we don’t observe the small details that make up this world we will not understand why it on a bigger scale works. And if we are hurting a smaller things or if it is off in some way, that will help up to realize why the whole figure is off. And visa versa.

This project was a struggle. And quite frustrating at times. But its over, Thank God!

Beginning to Learn


Yesterday in class I found the right way to do things. I apparently had been using my mind and what it is that I know too much. It did not happen until the very end of class that I started to understand how I needed to go about this. It was a challenge making a proportion that looked completely abstract. I remember foreshortening technique that is always so weird looking at first, but when you start to draw the object becomes completely spot on. The lesson was the same as the other class, but it just finally clicked in my mind.

Again this project is made for me to see everything in a different way. How to make a 3 dimensional object into a two-dimensional form. Just like 3D is the new craze in movies and television, this is my new obsession. Taking something and creating it into to something new. I love this challenge, though I do however wish my paper was cleaner so I could focus more on my final project. I have a whole back board of the chair started and was told that it will be completely too big for the paper. Also as i went on I found out it was not at the right angle for the rest of the chair.

Art is about using another sense that we may never use in any other part of our lives. It is about seeing past what we know and creating something out of how we feel. This is what we are being taught throughout the semester. Right now we have to start with the basics and learn what every artist has to learn. Proportions and foreshortening.

In life, the small angles I see that make something farther away or have a color change, are what I have been noticing now. A book laying flat on my table in the light of a lamp, looks different then the same book standing up on my bookshelf in the shadows. I know that these books are the same, but I have to stop convincing my mind of that. My mind sees two different things, I have to listen to that and start over with my learning process.

The Secret of Proportions


The first lesson was anything but simple. As our teacher explained to us the secret of proportion perfection, I thought to myself this will not be too much of a challenge. I have been drawing consistently since I was little with all different types of mediums, and can draw pretty realistic looking faces. But dude, all judgements aside, I felt like an alien to the world of art.

We had to use a string to measure out the angles and lengths of each part of a chair we were drawing. We had to try and make a 3 dimensional object into a 2 dimensional form on paper. First of all knowing where the chair fit into the scene perfectly was difficult. Then trying to figure out where every angle met was impossible for me. I erased so much, and never actually got to drawing the chair within the 30 minutes we were there.

I think that this lesson was trying to teach us not to see things as we know them to be. We see the same objects everyday. Our beds when we wake up in the morning. Our books as we get ready for class. And then our beds again at night. They seem irrelevent in the wide scope of life. They are used because of how we know them to be. But every little thing holds significance to the way we live. Everything is designed perfectly for us, and has beauty in it’s details. I also started seeing the complexity of the objects around me. All the angles, colors and shades that we overlook all the time. I think this is what art teaches us. To see and understand our world in which we live in.

The whole process was completely new to me. And I think I may have been overthinking the whole thing and that is what was making me grit my teeth through out the class. This is me starting from scratch with everything I know about art and creating.