BFA post

So they're installing this new gigantor Epson down in the print lab, right during the time that I wanted to print off some things. I could probably still print but meh--when there's so many people in there I just can't handle it, so instead I'll update my blog.

Here's what I'm planning to do for the BFA--be aware that I only left the type there so you'd know what's going on. It's really bare-bones story and it isn't going to be left that way because there's no rythm or feeling to it.



This is the opener about Tycho Brahe, who really did chop off his nose because one of his peers in school said that he was wrong about an astrology prediction that a prince would die from influenza.



This introduces Johanne Keplar, who was a math teacher so bad only about 6 of his students attended because he was so boring. I use this example as what could happen if I'm ever forced to teach art for a living



a moody sort of image. I was thinking of making the back shadow look like Tycho Brahe. Who is dead in this scene.



and this, too. So I'm thinking of doing this line and washy. It could be a fun transition from what I have been doing which just...doesn't click. We'll see if I can get things to click with thinner acrylic.

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So they're installing this new gigantor Epson down in the print lab, right during the time that I wanted to print off some things. I could probably still print but meh--when there's so many people in there I just can't handle it, so instead I'll update my blog.

Here's what I'm planning to do for the BFA--be aware that I only left the type there so you'd know what's going on. It's really bare-bones story and it isn't going to be left that way because there's no rythm or feeling to it.



This is the opener about Tycho Brahe, who really did chop off his nose because one of his peers in school said that he was wrong about an astrology prediction that a prince would die from influenza.



This introduces Johanne Keplar, who was a math teacher so bad only about 6 of his students attended because he was so boring. I use this example as what could happen if I'm ever forced to teach art for a living



a moody sort of image. I was thinking of making the back shadow look like Tycho Brahe. Who is dead in this scene.



and this, too. So I'm thinking of doing this line and washy. It could be a fun transition from what I have been doing which just...doesn't click. We'll see if I can get things to click with thinner acrylic.

its been a while but I hope to make this a constant thing.

Thats it. I'm updating my blog. For reals this time. Yousee, I hate going on the internet at my house because it takes forever.

But here at the library it is much faster and I can update my blog without too much difficulty. I don't have too much to show you on my new jump drive, unfortunately. But I'll show what I have.

Here's some random kids that got stuck up some random tree. I felt the need to draw the two kids, and so I decided, since it was a night scene, it would be appropriate to put them up a sprawling tree. I think it came out all right.



This is a disaster I thought I'd post because its so weird for me. I never do crap like this. It's Tommy's first day at Escher School.



Believe it or not I have aspirations to be an authot/illustrator, so I have to find a way to keep up a writing blog. I've done this before with art by gossiping about everyone I knew and drawing caricatures of them. I don't think I can really pull that off anymore. Even though it did get people to read my blog.

I've been working on my story for my BFA. I decided I wanted to do something more informational, since those are the types of unsolicited submissions that are being accepted right now. Of course my mind went straight to Tycho Brahe and Johannes Kepler, but it has been a very difficult story to write. So far I've rewritten it every time I look at it, and at this rate my BFA will be the first line:

This is a story about a monarch and a mathemetician.

and then a really big happy face.

Framed appropriately in black of course, Jason would have it no other way.

I've been working on a project that I've thought up for a while but never really started sorting through, its an excuse to continue playing with graphic design. anyways, here's a scrap from it.



PS I totally just caught someone drawing me in the library. He coughed and then walked away. He should never be ashamed.

Yes that means update

Allrighty, guys. I'm doing it. I'm updating. It took a long time, but thanks to good people like Josh Fronk, who tell me the right way to JPEG for web viewing (which is really easy and I should have already known that. It's funny the sense in what I know and do not know.)


Since my last post I played around with that oil transfer method, and it tanked. I'm glad I did it, because now I know that oils loose their color with that method in about a week and it gets dry and stale. Maybe I'll post the effort? Maybe. Anywho, now I know better and I feel like going more digital. Once the program stops throwing away my pictures as I'm drawing them.


Anywho, here's some of my stuff




Acrylic and Oil at Rock Canyon.

Guash and what turned out to be some poorly chosen "Permanent Guash Acrylic Polymer". Yes, it exists, it looks just like guash, is sold right next to guash at Utrect, and I don't recomend it. Permanent Guash is what happened with the blaring pink...I'm going to have to change the bg I think...

Guash and Acrylic; I'm going to need to change the bg on this dude, too. As well as other little noodly things I didn't do as I was trying to get the type right on the book labeled "David Archuleta." i think I have a background problem. I can do a background when I only do background (as in the first painting.) but together with figures I loose all initiative once my figure is decent. Anyone else have that problem?

I think I'm going to get out of guash.

hm

I'm figuring out how to post things. Its probably stupidly obvious. I'd make a shoutout to my blogger community but I've happened to notice that near to no one comments on anyones so what I'll do is um...force myself to not update until my work is reproduced well. I really can't figure out what I'm doing wrong...

im pissed

I spent two hours today converting image files to have a portfolio to show but instead, they all converted to 72 dpi--I dont' know how I missed that. They look awful. Anyways, I hate my computer it really is giving me a hard time, and for some reason I feel like posting that. Its good, because I thought "Ah, I'll just post that other aspect of my future BFA, my Zshiki book project" because I really am writing something. I don't have the thing I wrote becuase my computer sucked, but at least I wrote it, and I should be happy about that and I am making a post to say I should be happy about it. Because no one even knows about this blog so I don't really have to post anything interesting in here. Because I can't. My computer freezes when I open painter. I finished my sketchbook. This was one of the good things that happened today. Everything else kinda fell out from under. But that would involve talking about my personal life and I have promised myself to make this blog entirely art related--and I write way too much as it is even talking about that. Anyways, I'm going on a Hiatus until I get a new computer or something. and I'm pissed.

Update 1 of 2. The second part might come in like 4 months at this rate.

I wish I hadn't been uploading my blog for a good reason, like getting into a really amazing relationship and with my large-nosed foreign boyfreind painting from the top of the eiffel tower and eating some really good gyoza. Or getting doused in chemical waste on my way home from school and turning into a pool of mercury and saving the planet one nuclear plant at a time. Unfortunately I've got no good reason other than my bad computer, which has made me afraid of computers. I avoid them all the time now. I even handwrite sometimes, and if you knew my handwriting...you'd know the gravity of that. I wish I was uploading with things that were more current, but right when I went to finally upload my picture card to a computer in the library, the sun went down and I didn't feel like battling it out with the halogen lights. So this will be the entry where I work out with myself what I want in life. Artistically.


So don't get me wrong, I love realism. In fact, coming into illustration it was all I did and its sort of awful what came out my weird illustration 1 stupor. see this and this:

(a cup of food coloring and small muffins. It still sits in the kitchen so I can look at it every day and ask myself why, oh why couldn't I have just moved the plate up .2 inches?!)



(a laundry detergent and his best freind. Krystle wanted it to hang above the washer and dryer of our old house but I ingeniously forgot to mention anything about it until we moved here and the washer and dryer are in open domain)

I hit my realism peak as well as my boring peak. So dull. Anyways, I kept doing that, and it was about the christmas card that I realized...



...that I wanted to quit illustration because it was getting too boring--that and I can't paint fire to save myself. We'll come back to that. Anyways, I was doing 350 R Figure drawing like a good girl, so I decided to switch it up with head painting to just focus on color. Unfortunately, all of the paintings I had in my camera were my bad head paintings! So here are the few that didn't completely suck. Even though they still need a lot of improvement. They're all about 12 inches in oil. Some a bit bigger. The big ones turned out better.


I discovered pthalo blue and it was a big deal. I got a big swipe across my eye and the model kept trying to tell me and I didn't get it. Later I found out it doesn't come out very easily and I felt like I was in 6th grade. Because I had eye shadow like that in 6th grade. Boys didn't talk to me.





This is an unfortunate piece that my roomates like that sits on our wall, made with pastels and acrylics its about 40 inches long and fits perfectly in its IKEA frame. Because it was made on top of the cardboard that backs the actual frame. The tricky bit is finding all six letters. Yeah, its not tricky and its not unfortunate for how it came out, its what I accidentally did with it. So: talent awards. I thought talent awards were judged by the same people who judge the student contest every year--which is basically the entire studio department who don't really like any illustration to win anything. They put us off on the side when they need extra space and if your an animator your basically screwed because I've never seen any animation in there. So I put this in my talent award portfolio. As well as other things I have dubbed my "studio portfolio" and by the time I found out it was the illustration faculty judging the talent awards I could have gone back and changed the work I sent, but at that point I was too swamped with work. So, regrettably, this unfortunate peice was looked at by the illustration faculty who probably said

BH: Thats Rachel? She doesn't do that in class assigments...
BB: As a matter of fact...there isn't a single class assignment except for these head paintings and these figure drawings from last summer.
BA: Give her money anyway!

Anyways, I don't know how much I got or when I get it or anything. A little bird told me I got some talent money, the mail has not confirmed such bird.

Anywho...I was inspired a couple years ago--before I even really considered illustration--when I was in Music Civ when I was cramming for a test because I was a freshman and never studied before the night before. My eyes rested on the work of a man named Kandinksy. He was a german expressionist. Yes, a German Expressionist opened my eyes to art and--this is the weird part--made me really want to be an...illustrator. I'm still figuring that out. Hypothetically I should be angsting to throw paint all over my body and do interpretive dance on a box spring.

He made this painting which has been on my desktop for almost four straight years for a few reasons



1.) Its guash (or maybe even tempora. I forget. Both are about the same.) Huh? The colors are amazing becuase of how they're placed next to eachother--guash/tempora generally makes really awful color but in this you can't tell. The play with gray and lavender and that shocking fuschia is...shocking.
2.) Considerable tangents all over the place that don't bother me at all because the composition is so solid
3.) Amazing texture. Just amazing! I love every single part of this painting.

I also have another artist named Paul Klee, who I discovered when I went to the art section of the library and pulled his book off of the shelf about a year ago. I remembered him for his gradation studies, and I realized quickly that the man had style ADD and made a lot of things I am not fond of and a few that I really, really do love. There were some clever things with a burlap sack that I admire, but for what I'm thinking of doing I want to look at "Twittering machine" and "tightrope walker." I mean, check it out.





Yousee, this oil-transfer line stuff is amazing. Amazing and Hilarious. Kandinsky's guash stuff is creepy and magnificent and so subtle. So I've been wondering how to combine the two, as well as this realism that I still like but secretly am really sick of, to make something that I can be proud of--as opposed to most of my work where I work it and work it and work it and decide, ultimately, that I am a failed artist and I would throw my paint brushes and pallate knifes through the canvas and hand it in anyways, if only modern art hadn't come along and cliched all of my angst. Maybe 30 years ago I would have been a modernist.

I've experimented a bit and I will show you, once the daylight comes out and I no longer fear the halogen light bulbs that sit among us, yellowing all of my night-time pictures. Its not really where I want yet, but I think its something that I...can play around with this summer. This summer I want to come back to school as an artist with more of an identity. Because right now I look like everyone else, and I think that is what upsets me so much when I finish a painting.