New Drawings

This semester has only had one art class in it. I'm not all that disappointed, the only problem is that the other classes are Chemistry, Biology, and other general education units not worth mentioning.

Otherwise, things are going well. So well, in fact, that I'm considering this as a new style.

The entire peice in its shady, blurry glory. It measures 30" wide by 44" high.

Close-up of bottom.

Close-up of left center.

Close-up of upper right above heart.

Close-up of center Eagle.

Update!

I went to the reception of Barron Storeys' show, Victims, last night. I hope I didn't come off like I feared I did- an over-eager and over-dressed student looming over him trying to get him to sign her book might not have been the best introduction. But he seemed very nice, made eye contact, and even seemed to listen to what I'd been saying. Even though what popped out of my mouth wasn't very coherent. He told me that I would probably enjoy taking his class, which I'm happily taking as permission to add it next semester.

I've been conspicuously absent from this blog for many moons. About 2/3 of the way through last semester i dropped off the face of the planet, mostly because it didn't seem as though it was worth the effort. Well, I'm still alive. Just wasn't in the mood to talk into an empty cardboard box. (Best metaphor for blogging I could think of, sorry.)

Progressions.

Still working on it. It's been suggested that I add the tail end of an Angel wing to the right side of the picture, peeping out from behind the robe.

Also trying to consider placing an item on the engine block. I'm just not sure.

I'm working so much on this that I'm wearing my favorite brush down. I've realized that when I'm happy with the results of what I'm working on, I can stay up to all hours busy with it. When something about it seems un-fixable or incomplete, and I can't see how to finish it in a satisfactory way- it goes into the slush pile. To be prodded with a stick occasionally.

Hence, I did not even work on my English 100W paper comparing two Art Deco Vases. Which is kind of okay, since I really wasn't interested anyway, and no amount of persuading will get me to do a good job.

Maybe I'll work on the paper tomorrow morning. All I really want to do is paint. I can't remember ever feeling like this about something I've been in charge of from start to finish. This isn't a class painting with any dictated subject matter- this is just ME PAINTING. And goddamn, it feels good.

Double the Trouble

These two belong together as a Diptych for Intermediate Painting. I am really happy with the "Earth" portion of it, at bottom. Less so with "Air" but I'll keep throwing paint at it until it gets better.

Better pictures soon, once I get them into sunlight and find a good non-glare angle.

Double-Serving

I'm having what feels like a sinus infection right now, so I don't feel up to much.
Here's the final version of the still- life. This photo is better, but so is the painting.





Now back to the regularally scheduled program of two Art History 70A homework assignments. Oh joy.

Wire Victory!

I only managed 4 hours of sleep last night due to a wire emergency! It was due and therefore I had to ignore the protests of my fingers and trudge on bravely.

Bam! Done! Whammo!

The crits of these projects were short and sweet. Overall, a really enjoyable class for a lower division one. I can't recommend Shannon Wright enough.

The Semester Begins (Again)

I'm satisfied with this still life, even though my teacher has told me to work a bit more on the squares. I'm going to follow her advice so I don't have the feeling I'm taking the easy way out.

This semester is already breaking my resolve. It didn't take much. Just a combination of:

• Art History 70A: This is the Art History course I must take, and covers everything in the art world before 1500 or so. Already, I've had a problem because I missed a class, and that apparently means I'm down a test that she won't allow me to make up. A bit of a high standard.
  
• Art 100W: A class which proves I have a working knowledge of the English language. I scored a 92% on the entrance exam in English competency, and yet that's not enough to be able to dodge this bullet. Why they label it an "Art" class is beyond me, except all the reading and writing material is art related.
  
• Art 13: A basic sculpture class I somehow missed while in community college. I actually like it quite a bit, and I'm comfortable working in 3-D media. However, as with 70A, everyone is younger than me. I suppose I should stop paying so much attention to that.
  
• Art 164: Intermediate painting. See above still life. The next project involves painting the elements in a diptych. I was happy to do it until I realized she meant metaphysical elements, not a painting of carbon or chrome. So I got Air and Earth. Gale Antokal is a super-nice lady who seems to have the same sense of humor that I do.
  
• Art 180: My one unit internship at the San Jose Museum of Quilts and Textiles. I'll do an entry about the show I'm helping with, called Saturn Returns. Lots of famous quilters and weavers are going to be trusting me and the curator to hang their precious works.
  
• Art 198: This is my B.F.A. Seminar. We talk about art, we learn about grants, graduate schools, and galleries. The teacher for this is Stan Walsh.
  

Anyway. I am learning a lot about this thing we call Art-speak, to better project my ideas into the heads of other people. At the beginning of 2006, I was barely able to coherently describe why I liked an image. My vocabulary, if not my skills, are growing.

The End is Near!!

The final for Figure Painting. It didn't turn out as well as I would have liked. But I got it done in time, unlike the guy who was painting frantically when I got to school. Yikes.

Mel's class was sometimes fun. I'm not sure whether I would fully recommend it. Sometimes we'd have 18 hours to work on one painting, and I'd be done in less than 6. I'm a fast painter, and I don't like tightening up my strokes. So I'd sit on my hands for about a week.

My self-portraits are third from the left, both top and bottom. I didn't enjoy painting with the materials much. Apparently people can see that, because one person said: "This person looks both physically and mentally ill." Gee... thanks.

Intermediate Life Drawing turned into Advanced Life Drawing, because it was offered in the wrong semester and many of the people enrolled were taking the Advanced course. So there was less in the schedule for Intermediate students like myself. I had fun, but didn't learn much about anatomy.

Some of the monoprints in the book are representational. Most are not very realistic. I am fond of this one, it's the inside of Georgia O'Keefe's studio in the story.

Here's a photo of me lining up my book for gluing. Thanks to Andreas for taking the photo.

Here's the slipcase too. The title panel is on the book itself, while the case just has a little tiny monoprint I did last night. I just discovered I can monoprint on my desk. I think I know what I'll be doing all summer.

The exposed strings are to sew the signatures to the accordion-fold of the spine. It's a combination of a couple techniques. I'll find out today whether the teacher likes what I did or not.

Bookmaking has been the surprise of the semester. I get a lot out of building a book. It is the perfect blend of art and construction.

I need to save up for my own typesetting letters.

Ink Washes

Been doing some ink drawings in both my life drawing classes. I'm not sure how impressive it is but so far I like it a bunch. Here's some washes.

I think this one above is my favorite. So much information is implied rather than spelled-out.

This is a long piece of paper that can now be used a a folder! Yay!

Back to the grindstone tomorrow. I'll be making a bunch of panels for figure painting and a possible show at the beginning of next semester.

Feats of Bookery!

This book measures about two inches tall. I must draw tiny stamps!

Feet painting! Too hot to paint with my foot like that, so I'm going to be working from this photo.

There's a History midterm tomorrow. The teacher is an amazing lady who normally teaches at Stanford. Of course, her midterms are hard. Eeek.

Frankly, My Dear:

I know I've been bad on blogging. Here, have a squirrel.

The most recent homework for Advanced Life drawing. Behold, my saggy belly!

While I could have handled the most recent assignment clothed, it was my decision to take off my shirt and sit with really bad posture for over an hour. I got some very nice compliments on my saggy belly. And most everyone reassured me that it was totally normal to have a belly. Very considerate, but I was making fun of the fact that a slightly Rubenesque torso without a head on looks a bit like a pouty face. A slightly happy Droopy Dog, perhaps.

So this is spring break. Fantastic! Homework, in ridiculous quantity. Maybe I'll update, maybe I won't. I have two books to build and a third to do transfers with.
Yeehaw.

And of course, Life Drawing and Figure Painting ALSO have homework.

Hope For the Future

Stage 1 of a 5 day painting. Four sessions to go. I have depicted one model's whole torso, and the legs and arm of another. As I go I will begin to use actual (gasp!) color and insert a semi-believable background.

Turned in a painting of my feet today that I kind of realized was a pretty good attempt for a rush job on homework. Actually looking forward to working some more on the above painting. My teacher seems to want to put in the easels, but I am loathe to do something that seems so apathetic. The female seated model is the same as the one in this entry here. I think I'm getting very used to her face shape.

An in-progress homework assignment for Intermediate Life Drawing. I am sick of drawing myself, henceforth I irritated my fiance into sitting for me. Took about an hour and a half- doesn't quite look right to me.

And I have a hopefully trouble-free weekend ahead of me. Hurrah!

Homework Blues.

I'm a little bummed over this. I need to evidently get much more time with my acrylics before attempting anything larger with them. Stupid feet.

Done with Books!

Beautiful day outside. I spent Monday trapped inside the bookmaking room with my books trying to get them done.

I should have perhaps taken a nap instead of drawn and painted all night Sunday and Monday. As a result, today I'm playing hookey and recharging. I slept 12 hours and a little more.

A painting in the book about visuals, and a page of the book about text. I worked on them side by side, then gave up when the time crunch came around.

The inside cover paper for my books is some interesting printed rice paper that I love to use and wish I had more of. It's a little too thin, though. The hardest part was sticking it to the board.

And I'm done with books! At least for a week, then it starts again with the final project.

Arrgh, Books.

This is the first cover I've done. I hope it holds to the board all right. The paper cover is an old sheet of Rives BFK that I did a monoprint ghost on.

And here we have a poor quality photo showing the book board, being glued onto the book cover, and being wrapped around the edge. Also note the jar of funky wheat paste, and big applicator brush. Bone folder is there too. It's just a piece of shinbone, but very necessary.

I really wish I'd done more today as far as the bookmaking homework goes. But the couch soon coming to our pile of crap we call a living room argues differently. It begs to have an organized space to come to, clean of dust bunnies and random bits of paper, including Christmas wrapping under the old bookcases. I have come to the realization that we own far too many things.

Anyway- homework. I'm having what we will call "glue issues" right now. I'm not actually sure it is glue issues, because it could also be the stiffness of the paper. For some reason it won't bend around the book cover board in a good wrap, even with the special bone folder tool. High quality paper, but not as bendable as I'd like.

The content of the books is percolating in my brain. I almost want to do a third book by Monday.

I'm ambitious, but not smart.
I always swallow more than I can chew.
We'll see how it sits on my stomach.

I love macro.

Down it comes.

A good drawing from this morning. Sometime soon (probably spring break) I promise to post scans of the drawings I've done in my standard life drawing course. They've been occasionally interesting and quite different, but so far my energy in the late afternoon has been non-existent. I haven't even thought of reaching for my camera.

Jill was a big help with the spackle and take-down today. I'm the one in the dorky apron, looking like my Father.

Seems like only yesterday we were frantically putting things in place to be hung for the show. Now it's down and I must go in tomorrow to verify that yes, all holes covered and painted in the proper gallery white color. I've cut my teeth on SJSU's gallery system and I'm outright terrified that I'll get the urge to do it again. It's like having a child- as soon as the actual birth is over, you forget the pain and magnificent oopsies and start on the road to having more children. Artbabies. Whatever.

Well, seems it was actually a week. Whoa.

Now on to clean my living room. *faint*

Yikes!

I've gotten a bit behind on posting, but with good reason, I insist. Homework has eaten most of what remains of my life (if an internet presence can be referred to as such) and I've been working my tail off to keep my head above water.

This image-heavy post is more or less in chronological order.

A good morning session in intermediate life drawing yielded some very satisfying results.

I'm not getting much in the way of straight instruction from this class, just mostly a LOT of practice. Which also helps.

This is from Figure Painting, of course. I like this short pose painting better than the others that came out of the longer pose. I think tomorrow I will move my easel.

My Mother has always been very understanding of my artwork. Well, perhaps not understanding, but at least abiding. I think she looks forward to the day I have a figurative show instead of an abstract one.

Note to self- Do not supply extravagant or "dinnerlike" food to gallery openings. People vanish with your pizza slices without even stepping inside the show's room, much less thanking you. Mom swung to the rescue with a bunch of burgers from Burger King, which also thankfully disappeared. I didn't know she was off to buy probably $20 worth of food, but she did and appeared with a grin and burgers.

Do those Burger king chicken pieces look like exaggerated chicken feet instead of crowns? It does to me. Thanks, leftover parts of chicken..

Running on Battery Power

So today I learned something about cutting mattes. "Always wrap the board with something to transport it." Apparently my portfolio is slightly grimy, which might have caused me to ruin my $18 sheets of Museum Board. Also "Use a scrap piece underneath to cut your boards- so you won't get that shaggy edge." Double Durr.

So at least I won't have to go buy new board, as long as most of the grime comes up with a white eraser.

Also, I glued the binding in my miniature book, and pounded the edges round, and filed the corners. Here's a little video of that.



All this is brought to you by me passing my shop test! I am a bona-fide craftswoman, now!

Tomorrow I meet with my adviser and also I must go to the store where they sell wood so I can buy lengths for framing.

Fold It Up and Go Home.

Some figure painting. I think I like the experience I get in the class. Same model we've had for two weeks in Intermediate Life Drawing. I've pretty well memorized her pear shape.

Today I told Bob Chiarito that his name reminded me of a delicious snack chip. Thank goodness he laughed, things just pop out of my mouth at 8am I have no control over.
Homework from his class is a drawing from life including detailed background and flat halftone.

Figure Painting went okay, except the teacher seems to be determined to ruin our social lives with the amount of homework. I have to go to the library tomorrow and find a book of paintings and pick a foot to copy out of it.

Normal Life drawing includes a gargantuan assignment of copying anatomy texts.


Can't wait to see the expression on my boss's face when I tell him I'm leaving to pursue a career in homework.