Today has been a Vincent Price movie watching kind of a day. School consisted only of watching a movie of Picasso drawing and painting, and I basically spent the rest of the day working on the above piece for my drawing class. It’s more of the ink wash combined with gesso and colored pencils. I am beginning to wish I had used used black india ink, but I was really thinking that the violet would be interesting.
I also wish I had purchased a block of hot press watercolor paper instead of cold. I’m thinking this paper may be too toothy for colored pencils.
It’s not complete yet, but I am liking the effect…so far.
After watching Vincent Price movies all day(Masque of the Red Death, Tomb of Ligeia, Haunting on the Hill), I have now found myself in Dunwich Horror land. I’m baffled that the guy from Quantum Leap(Dean Stockwell) is the villain, Wilbur Waitley. Oh, and I just got to watch Sandra Dee get molestered by body painted up hippies with blue feather boas.
This semester I am in the last drawing course offered at TCC. My assignment is to basically create a cohesive body of work in a drawing medium by the end of the semester.
Drawing is definitely not one of my favorite things to do. I like to sketch and doodle, but otherwise when I draw it is drawing to paint. I’m not sure if that makes sense. I know how to, but I don’t have a delicate touch and don’t believe I ever will. Which is exactly why I love to paint with oils.
So, because of how shaky my hands can be, I had to come up with a different method. I had enjoyed ink wash before, but wanted to add more to it so I taped off a section, gessoed it(was pissed to see that the waterproof india ink smeared a bit) and then added colored pencil. I admit, I was looking at Erik Jones work a bit and James Jean trying to figure out how they get some of their effects.
I’m not sure how I feel about what I did. I want to keep the subject in the same vein as my paintings. I just wish I could figure out how to do them well larger.
And damn colored pencils to hell! I think all the pigment in mine are cracked. I promised myself I would have a prismacolor bonfire by now but it looks like I’ll be putting that off.
So yeah, I’m 30 years old now. That’s weird and stuff. The new semester has started, and with it a fresh crop of baby art students full of naked anime elves shining in their eyes!
In the photo above is a book I found at Border’s, after descending upon it’s bankrupt book corpse. I had first seen and coveted it on awesome art blog Phantasmaphile. Also in the picture is a necklace made by Blood Milk Jewelry. It’s beautiful. There is even a small round piece of glass in the viewer. Next to it is a piece of coal Jason and I scavenged from Centralia, PA.
Jason and I are still preparing for Stuntkid & Friends Show this coming saturday in Norfolk VA. It’s pretty rad having a bedroom full of art by artists that you’ve admired for a long time through the warped lens of the internet. It’s better in real life.
In stark comparison my studio area seems to be full of unfinshed paintings. I may need to get a dehumidifier to deal with my paint refusing to dry to workable point.
This weekend I got to take some concept photos with the adorable burlesque performer Marla Meringue. Which means no one will see anything that came out of it for quite a while, but she definitely helped me plan on a few future paintings.
Here’s a peak at some portrait studies from school and home.