I spend most of my seconds today capturing images. I rendered a half-ass drawing of some full-assed model who fell asleep mid-pose. I don't blame her, it was a long morning and the temperature of the room must have felt awful nice in the nude. In fact, I'm almost jealous of her. Almost.
We used mixed media, taking already used paintings on soft paper and building a figure drawing with vine, then compressed charcoal. From there, I mixed with crushed charcoal and gesso to make gray washes, and went at smoothing out her form. It took much longer than expected, with little results. It took me many attempts to render the drawing, and by the end, I was unsatisfied.
Wednesday;
Took hold of my life by starting the morning with a bowl of soggy Kashi and counting my breaths. It's become more possible for my awareness be heightened by the night before, a mixture of nightmares and nail-biting. It's become so peaceful in the waking world, since I was given two more projects to work on. I'm greatly excited to keep these lids taped open, truly, so that I can submerge myself in pink foam and rubber. The screech of the material when I drag a razor through it is visceral and makes my hairs stand, and the idea of the slow, honey-like rubber mold being made and set soon makes me giggle in delight. By the end of semester, I better be staring at two fucking interesting sculptures.
On a more important note:
If you have the time, I highly suggest you look up the artist Adrian Villar Rojas. Argentinian based, he creates sculptures and installations that are absolutely breathtaking.
Here is a video of this beautiful artist:
