Quick, rough practice from visiting the Met last week.
(Andromeda and the Sea Monster, marble, Domenico Guidi, 1694)
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Quick, rough practice from visiting the Met last week.
(Andromeda and the Sea Monster, marble, Domenico Guidi, 1694)
For the amazing, talented jesuspassesontheright and her super awesome Hunger Games fic A Heart of Broken Glass (It has an ongoing sequel too :D Go read them both).
quick and dirty practice from some time ago
Speed paint to practice faces.
Deah was 23, Yusor 21, Razan only 19. They were so young and had so much more to give to the world yet hate took that away. I will never understand what it is that drives people to kill without reason and I can only pray that their families find peace somehow.
EDIT: I made a mistake and misspelled Yusor's name, I'm going to fix it right now, please bear with me.
Process shot from my latest piece, which is actually finished at the moment, and up on my site. The high-res scan file is still on someone else's computer so I encourage you all to go take a peep via the website link until I can have it put here on tumblr. Detailed close-ups are in the blog.
http://corianderdrake.weebly.com/2014---2015.html
Inktober 2014
Days 6,7,8, and 9
Inktober 2014
To avoid cluttering up this space I'm going to release these in chunks and only a few from every bunch of 5. Here's Day 1 and Day 4 (which was drawn on a misdated page of my sketchbook).
A conceptual doodle for a new project.
The Charmer 2013 Watercolor 16x10
Transcripts | watercolor, round pins, words borrowed from college essays
9/30/13
Synergy watercolor 9"x12" 10/1/13
I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort—and disappointment and perseverance.
Vincent van Gogh, September 9, 1882, to Theo van Gogh (via post-impressionisms)
The Dreamer
8/11/13 watercolor 9"x12"
Sketchbook Awareness number whatever the last number was +1 During the extended class period, our digital art class was able to go on a walking field trip to some nearby galleries (and Starbucks. My friends are never letting me live that one down) which was nice, because we haven't had a trip like that for what feels like, and probably has been, months. Long sentence. Apologies.
During this trip we were able to visit two galleries, 1708 and Quirk, as well as revisit a few murals in Richmond that I had seen on past trips with the Art 3 class. There were a few pieces in both galleries that really caught my eye.
The current show at 1708 is Still Action! All of the artists featured in this show attempted to express through video and photography the central theme of time. Kevin van Aelst's And All I Ask is a Tall Ship and a Star to Sail Her By was an especial favorite. His aim is to use photography as a tool to capture events that can only be memorialized through the lens of a camera; in this print he arranged and photographed a paper airplane drawn in dewdrops on a windshield. I find that this very simply and effectively addresses the concept of time's intransigent and linear nature, but in a way that is not wistful so much as nostalgic.
A similarly themed series by Tokihio Sato, titled Shirakami, utilized the tool of long-term exposure photography to capture the lens glare of light reflected off a mirror, which was quickly moved around so that the camera could only capture the highlight and not the mirror itself or the person holding it. The result is an ethereal swath of glowing orbs that resemble wisps, fairies, or incidentally, Christmas lights. Not only is it hauntingly beautiful, but Sato's message is not clearly explained. Perhaps he only wanted wanted to toy with light in photography, but I find it interesting that in this series the camera is only able to capture his presence and not his image, as if to express that photography has its limits in replicating reality. It could also be a commentary on how we often move through our own lives, simultaneously present and absent at once.
I admit I liked Geoffrey Short's Untitled Explosions for their stunning aesthetic and what I assume to be another piece that deals with capturing through photography the intimate details of a moment. Or I just really like things that blow up. Go figure.
The last piece from 1708 that really struck me, and perhaps the one that stayed with me the most, was Seba Kurtis's Drowned series. Seba Kurtis addresses the idea of immigration, how the very action of stepping across a border changes the way you identify yourself and the way others identify and perceive you. His message is revealed both in the final product and the procedure, which I find remarkable innovative. He first captures images of immigrants, then throws the undeveloped negatives into the sea and develops only those that return to him. As a result, the image is inherently damaged by the seawater and creates blips in the following processes and the overall finesse of the image. The final product is a testament of struggle over adversity, for both the subject and the medium itself.
From Quirk, I was a fan of Sue Heatley's series White, a collection of interesting textured shapes that represent a hybridization of organic and man-made shapes. Heatley has expressed that her desire is to force us to "reconcile the strange with the familiar"- to rely on our sensual memory to guide us through visual exploration and categorization of her pieces. Her message is to provoke thought through scupltures that are visually attractive but content-wise disorienting. I enjoy that the message is in the search for meaning, when ultimately the meaning finds the seeker of its own volition.
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What inspired Iñigo Manglano-Ovalle to create his series of DNA paintings and what do they represent? Looking around Iñigo Manglano-Ovalle's body of work, I was particularly interested in his DNA paintings as another one of his pieces that takes his personal stance on a social issue and presents it in a way that is thought-provoking.The method he employs to take a socially complex concept and translate that sort of multifarious stream of data into something visually understandable and graphically pure is a message of its own. The aim of art varies by artist, but for Manglano-Ovalle, art seems to be a way by which he expresses his struggle to understand himself and to present to the public messages which we hear and read constantly, yet experience profoundly when reconceptualized in one of his designs.
The Garden of Delights (1998) is the series which encapsulates these DNA paintings.
Iñigo Manglano-Ovalle once referenced casta paintings as an influence, something that I find connects strongly with this piece. Casta paintings were on one hand a record of families in Mexico, but more poignantly a visualization of racial mixtures that inevitably occurred over time as Spanish immigrants intermingled with native peoples. They were heavily criticized for sending negative messages about interracial mixes, often depicting the members of different races in dresses or roles befitting their status, for example, mulattos as food vendors or mestizos as shoemakers. Manglano-Ovalle recalls the time as a child when he was first introduced to the idea of casta paintings, when an adult had to point out to him the differentiation between races.
I am certain that the impact of that understanding lingered with him into his later pieces, and especially to this series. This piece deals specifically with Managlano-Ovalle's dissatisfaction with the technology of cloning. As usual, his message is not obviated, but from my point of view he expresses the beauty of the individual, and the artificiality of homogeneity. The casta paintings reverberated with him to embrace his lineage, and to understand that no one race or gender is inherently greater, and by that reasoning no one should have the power to clone; to say that one individual supersedes all others. As with most of his art, Managlo-Ovalle's pieces are steeped in subtext, and I could be missing the mark entirely, but that is what I enjoy about his pieces - not only are they aesthetically beautiful but the journey to find their message is as meaningful as the message itself.
Sketchbook Reflection #2382379128
#Digart I think
Knee-deep in APs and painting and insanity and just I CAN'T. But I can. Clearly I can because I've found the composure to sit myself down and finish this Sketchbook and collect my A and I actually hope no one is reading this because brace yourself for little sense.
The past few weeks have been mounting insanity. Starting the software project and concurrently oil painting, two things with which I have had little experience, has been a bit stressing. Nonetheless there is still work to be done and the cake is still a lie.
If I recall correctly the only DigArt project that has not of yet been cried over, cursed, ripped to shreds, reincarnated, and documented in my Sketchbook is the Installation project. Dare I even begin to touch that one. I've learned that I can't spin interesting ideas under stress, no matter how romantic the notion is. I've learned that diamonds are not in fact, a girl's best friend, but acetate sure is. Using rubber cement jars to trace circles was probably stupid. Ditto on dry erase markers. Still, despite my final dissatisfaction with this project, I am still fond of the idea of communication and the Internet's range of connectivity as a double-edged sword.
In connection to the latest Art 3 projects, I express disgust and joy in equal measure. The Impressionism project was a nightmare to crown all nightmares. I will be the last to say that I've learned nothing from the experience, but it was painful. I probably inflicted most of of that on myself by using very poor materials, aka 60 cent acrylic and synthetic brushes that were made of plastic something. Next time, I'm dropping money on that. Ha. Haha. Hahaha.
I'm more enthusiastic about the results of the Fantastic Four project, which is in the works. Of all the home projects, this one was the most open and consequently I probably slacked and procrastinated more than I have ever done on any home project. Give a girl a fish and teach her... that's not right. That's not even the right moral. Oh well, some fable about a fish.
In any case I was really happy with the results of this project. Perhaps I should rescind my previous statement. Now that I'm so close to APs I can just reach out and touch it and cry because soon it will be over all over I've found more motivation to paint and those extra hours are probably (I think, at least) improving the quality of my output.
To sum everything up there are things that are crap and there are things that are not. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid.
-Erika