Satellites for Redon
This semester I learned more about printmaking in my required intaglio class, taught by artist Lisa Hamilton. I enjoyed learning the process and different methods, but am not entirely happy with the work I produced in the class. BUT, now I feel more capable of revisiting the images and perhaps giving them a go again, this time with everything I learned this semester behind me instead of ahead.
Crepuscular Nesting Birds
The above three pictures are from my favorite printmaking project: collagraphs. It was cheap! Especially compared to buying zinc plates. I enjoyed this project because it felt very freeing. It was like playing. I just cut and pasted till I felt I had created something potentially interesting.
Gone to Seed – a self portrait
My Love, I Give
I don’t want to post multiple examples of her work, because you should go explore her website!
Being in school is not just stimulating because of the teachers I am studying with, but also because of the students on campus.
I pass Meghan’s work and studio regularly on my way to my locker, and I almost always feel compelled to pause to admire her paintings.
My classes this semester are so far fantastic!
I am overwhelmed, but in a happy way. Last friday was silly. It started with me slapping together nonsense with paper-mache and dried pasta in intro to sculpture and then disintegrated into a cuddle puddle in my animal drawing class, giving all the pets to a golden retriever named Zack. Friday was a little bit like daycare. It’s a nice way to end a long week.
Also, happy future V-Day! I uploaded a spooky valentine to my RedBubble shop.
New year and new beginnings. The first week of the first semester has ended. I’m feeling a little bleary and smeared, so the out of focus iPhone pictures(what is the point of an iPhone if it doesn’t take crisp photos?) seem appropriate.
I like beginnings. New year or not, it’s hard to feel like something is beginning during winter, but school is a better way to mark it. I think I’ll manage this semester better than the last because I’m not going in blind. I hope to fumble less.