December 17, 2009
December 9, 2009
November 26, 2009
November 20, 2009
November 19, 2009
November 17, 2009
November 16, 2009
October 10, 2009
October 6, 2009
September 26, 2009
September 14, 2009
September 11, 2009
August 31, 2009
August 30, 2009
art cards galore
So it's been awhile folks. All the thinking has been clogging up and it's difficult to puke up something worth looking at. All the artists in the house know what I'm talking about. Alas, senior year has been initiated as well as my AP art course, which hopefully will kick my butt into gear. First project: Art cards. Little pieces of paper, draw on them. Make 20. My brain nearly hemorrhaged. Call my whiny, but that sounded ludicrous at the time. I sucked it up, eventually and produced 14 or so with only four I liked. Here I would like to present:
Nothing too impressive, but would still like to use some in a painting or two.
Another note I would like to present. Going through my bookmarks, I found a link to an artist I am very fond of and would like to have a coffee date with
Peter Gric
http://www.gric.at/home.htm
Nothing too impressive, but would still like to use some in a painting or two.
Another note I would like to present. Going through my bookmarks, I found a link to an artist I am very fond of and would like to have a coffee date with
Peter Gric
http://www.gric.at/home.htm
July 17, 2009
June 9, 2009
Cant. Think.
I put this off for a few days because I really could not figure what to add to it. Today I just completely blocked out the parts that would require more planning. At this point I see a disassembled headless peg leg woman with huge boobs, lol
I already have another idea in mind, brace yourselves.
I already have another idea in mind, brace yourselves.
June 3, 2009
May 25, 2009
May 24, 2009
The nonsense continues...
Nothing balances a painting like giant red balls.
Yeah I don't know what I'm doing...
May 23, 2009
She wasn't nice at all!
Went to Michael's craft store and bought that ungodly large canvas I mentioned before.
(Well. Perhaps it's not ungodly, but certainly larger than I'm used to)
This is my studio by the way. Cute little set up, no? Complete with my bed and a fish to stare at me
I painted for eight hours today. I had to have my mom make me stop. I seriously mean it when I'm not used to a large canvas. They're so hard to manipulate and I'm so used to getting shit done in a day or so. No worries, though.
It was pretty brilliant
Mars is red? Yes? Cosmonaut? On Mars? Yes? Yes! I like it! Engage episode and begin!
TINT!(?)
UNDERPAINT!
FAIL!
Yeah so, where ever that Man on Mars idea went (perhaps in the dimension in dimension hole)
well, I could not say. There was not a whole lot of direction in the first place, so I'm not surprised after a few episodes of Star Trek it began to morph into some Vulcan-esk landscape. I kept the space-man's helmet for creative affect, I'll think of something deep to comment about it after the fact. I'm totally ripping off Leonard Nimoy's ears in this one, you wait. Or, I'll wait. I can't paint anymore tonight, I have a delibilitaing headache thanks to all my nonsense. Tootels
(Well. Perhaps it's not ungodly, but certainly larger than I'm used to)
This is my studio by the way. Cute little set up, no? Complete with my bed and a fish to stare at me
I painted for eight hours today. I had to have my mom make me stop. I seriously mean it when I'm not used to a large canvas. They're so hard to manipulate and I'm so used to getting shit done in a day or so. No worries, though.
It was pretty brilliant
Mars is red? Yes? Cosmonaut? On Mars? Yes? Yes! I like it! Engage episode and begin!
TINT!(?)
UNDERPAINT!
FAIL!
Yeah so, where ever that Man on Mars idea went (perhaps in the dimension in dimension hole)
well, I could not say. There was not a whole lot of direction in the first place, so I'm not surprised after a few episodes of Star Trek it began to morph into some Vulcan-esk landscape. I kept the space-man's helmet for creative affect, I'll think of something deep to comment about it after the fact. I'm totally ripping off Leonard Nimoy's ears in this one, you wait. Or, I'll wait. I can't paint anymore tonight, I have a delibilitaing headache thanks to all my nonsense. Tootels
May 22, 2009
seconds
I wake up at 6:48 am every morning, have breakfast around 7:25 or so, and I'm gone by 7:35 for school. Everyday! And my parents can attest to it! What went haywire this morning, I could not tell you, but by 6:08 am I said to myself, "Fool, you still have 40 minutes left, go back to bed."
Alas, I had a wonderful sleep, I will not lie. Probably because I slept in an hour late. "Oh shit mate, school starts in five." To hell with it! Junior year ends in less then a week. Technically, in 6 hours or so over a weeks period. I have no motive to attend the last Friday. I don't know if I could sit through another 55 minutes of "Miracle on Ice" because my history teacher ran out of information. So, in a nutshell, I stayed home and successfully executed and completed this:
Aha! It's always been a fault of mine. I'm so jumpy I never have the attention span to finish anything. So basically, I'm pretty proud of myself for sitting through this and knocking it out in four hours or so. Of course dappled with the periodic breaks to walk downstairs and eat a strawberry, come back upstairs, indulge in some more Planet Earth (I'm lucky enough to have the DVDs, so there was plenty I could do in the time I had it playing the background), then just fussing with it some more. I'd have to say, nothing beats sitting at home watching high def nature on your television while painting knowing that all your peers at sitting at school melting with boredom.
When I can get a hold on some ungodly large canvases, I'm going to attempt something ungodly large. I suppose I wouldn't have a choice.
Also, NYC
It's happening over the summer for the first time,
Fatha' and I
Alas, I had a wonderful sleep, I will not lie. Probably because I slept in an hour late. "Oh shit mate, school starts in five." To hell with it! Junior year ends in less then a week. Technically, in 6 hours or so over a weeks period. I have no motive to attend the last Friday. I don't know if I could sit through another 55 minutes of "Miracle on Ice" because my history teacher ran out of information. So, in a nutshell, I stayed home and successfully executed and completed this:
Aha! It's always been a fault of mine. I'm so jumpy I never have the attention span to finish anything. So basically, I'm pretty proud of myself for sitting through this and knocking it out in four hours or so. Of course dappled with the periodic breaks to walk downstairs and eat a strawberry, come back upstairs, indulge in some more Planet Earth (I'm lucky enough to have the DVDs, so there was plenty I could do in the time I had it playing the background), then just fussing with it some more. I'd have to say, nothing beats sitting at home watching high def nature on your television while painting knowing that all your peers at sitting at school melting with boredom.
When I can get a hold on some ungodly large canvases, I'm going to attempt something ungodly large. I suppose I wouldn't have a choice.
Also, NYC
It's happening over the summer for the first time,
Fatha' and I
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