Last night at TAC was raining. I had not drawn the model from life in over one year. I had lost interest really. I can draw the figure competently and I have a line quality that I am satisfied with but I did not know where else to go with this except paint, yet I enjoy drawing immensely and I am color blind. Also, I am so sick of Facebook with all the bickering that I am spending more time and energy with Instagram. The outreach is further and it is full of pleasant visual surprises without all the butthurt. Recently I came across Shibari artists or Kinbaku-Bi (depending on your affiliations), which I find delightful and erotic. It reminds me of a figure flying or a body sprawled out in death as there is a beauty in that pose as well (see Luc Sante’s book “Evidence”). I think I will start drawing from this ancient JAPANESE artform as inspiration for a series of drawings.
I started this one before the storm hit. Almost done, just need to add the Sacred Heart tattoo on her chest.
An artist and old friend, Jirahr Zorthian once said there is only Ecstasy and Vanity. I think I know what he meant and it appies to most every human experience, but certainly the creative process.
Vine Charcoal on Newsprint and Bond.
Cool thing about this charcoal is the tonal range you can get by manipulating the marks.
It does not stick to the newsprint very well so I tried conté and then changed paper on the profile.
The last few weeks at the Tuesday Art League I have been trying to paint oil portraits in 2 hours. That is an intense experience. I ran into a colleague on the street who said he was also at last weeks class. I was so busy, desperately trying to make the painting work that I didn’t even remember him, or say hello. In fact, I did not say hello to anyone or look at anyone else’s work.
Last night I just brought my charcoal and pad and I finished this sketch early and went around to share some coffee and a few jokes with my fellow artists.
Remember Rule #62.
Practice and humility are essential for my development in art and life.
Not because I am “not good enough”. Not because “I am better than”.
Both of these states are comparative and self-defeating. I am just an artist among artists.
I went to my regular figure drawing workshop yesterday and found out that a colleague was teaching a beginning figure drawing class right after the workshop. I have never had any instruction in drawing before and it never occurred to me that I needed any. He was gracious enough to allow me to sit in on his class and I learned much in his approach.