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?