I want to bind my time to the stars,
My sun to rip like a sheet over all
To cast rainbows behind as I pass,
Whitescapes: Part 1
A response to Odili Donald Odita’s Art Assignment
I’ve been meaning to make a mobile to hang from this sticky hook ever since we moved into this apartment and discovered it there.
I knew that any objects I chose must be light enough that I wouldn’t worry about my mobile breaking this sticky hook (of which I know nothing) from the ceiling. And I decided that they must still feel ‘white’ when I placed them on the desk in preparation.
I needed something to act as a base, and I didn’t have anything white (other than heavy ceramics) to serve that purpose, so I wrapped up an old damaged soccer ball in a white jumper.
I built haphazardly, trying to create something with a spread of heights and distances but not allowing myself to change anything after I’d hung it.
In the end I liked how it felt like a world, perhaps with little communities or utilities hanging off the side. It reminded me a little of each of Luminocity (computer game) and The Edge Chronicles (books).
As far as the colours go, it seems that most things feel yellowy compared to the bright shiny white of new white socks and scrunched printer paper. But I’ve only just hung it up. I’ll report back in a week or so.
Some days art is frustrating. And there’s something to be said for the idea that “no one knows how it was meant to look in your head”. And there’s something to be said for putting your best foot forward and not pointing out the mistakes in your own work. And there’s something to be said for the fact that you’re a bad judge of your own work anyway. But I posted one version of this piece on twitter and another on tumblr, so I’m gonna ignore those ideas and talk about dissatisfaction with my own art.
I gather I’m not unusual in my frustrations about the whole sketch->final thing. The beauty of a sketch is it’s all loose and flowy, and your eye skips past any mistakes because…. well, it’s just a sketch, and our brains are good at finding meaning in mess and joining the dots of an outline.
Earlier this week I sketched this for Colour Collective:
And it was so pretty! It had so much potential!
I was busy this week, so I couldn’t give as much time to the picture as I wanted to. And I figured it would be okay because it’s rendering people that takes the most time and effort, so probably I could just spend a few hours on Friday evening on it.
So I did, and I ended up with this:
I felt pretty good about it honestly. I thought it was nice. Until I compared it back to the original sketch and saw it was missing like 90% of the emotion. I scheduled it for Colour Collective anyway, but went to bed discouraged.
This morning I decided to just have another go at the background, seeing how much I could keep, and if I could capture some of the magical feeling of the original sketch. I spent about an hour on it and came up with this:
I like it a lot more than the version I had last night, and I don’t plan to do any more with it, but I’m still frustrated. There’s a weird spot where you’ve got to keep the energy of the sketch while also making it look ‘finished’ and I’m really struggling to find it here. I found the halfway zone but now maybe it’s lacking in energy and also clarity?
I feel this final piece looks too ~messy~ and a little off, which I assume is my lack of proficiency with the oil pastel-y brushes. I also hadn’t really wanted to use the pastel brushes. I’d wanted to stick with the pencil-based techniques I’ve been using in other work recently, because I feel like I should be able to convey the same emotions using those, I’m just not quite sure how.
Anyway, that’s my art brainspace right now. Trying things outside of your comfort zone is useful, but it can also be discouraging. Don’t get me wrong, there’s good in this picture and there’s a lot that I like about it and I think others will like it too, or I wouldn’t have posted it at all. But that doesn’t make the frustration go away.
sometimes you find more than you could have dreamed
sketching my evening view. kinda.
I know a girl from an island
She stands apart from the crowd
She loves the sea and her people
She makes her whole family proud
This piece was created as part of the @fandomtrumpshate auction, for @bourbakiaxiom and @jotoledo09. Thanks to you guys for donating and thanks to everyone else for bidding. The world is tough but these charities are doing good and important things.
Melbourne art people:
Do any of you have recs for good places to go for life drawing sessions?
I’m super nervous because I’ve never been to life drawing before and I wanna make sure I’m going to an environment that’s good to both artists and models.
sketching characters from old figure drawing poses.
once again, I highly recommend @onairvideo (nsfw) bc figure drawing is great.
this valentine’s sketch landed in a weird spot between real perspective and ~stylised~ perspective that I found too uncanny valley to wanna finish it, but I still thought it was pretty cute, so here you can look at it 🙂
june 2014 -> dec 2016
march 2015 -> feb 2017
I don’t usually make direct copies of previous work, but I’m still pretty similar to my past self, so now and then I end up making a thematically similar piece. I always like it when other artists share their progress so here, have these. I’m glad I’ve stuck at it for all this time. Here’s to more improvement.
(Also now I’m going through my old files and thinking ‘oh that was a nice idea, but I could make a much better version now’ so maybe I’ll do some actual comparison pieces, who knows.)
EDIT: I was looking for an old art piece that I made and found my blog from 2012/13 and read through the whole thing. Found this in the bio, which felt remarkably appropriate:
My mother tells me that when I was just a toddler I stood under a power line and stretched my arms up as far as I could under the complete belief that I would be able to reach it. Since then I’ve grown up a bit but never stopped trying to do impossible things. To this end, I am studying pure mathematics while writing stories, and creating art, in my spare time.
I currently live in Perth, Australia with my husband and a depressing lack of pets.
Firstly: yay I have a cat now, and she is lovely and beautiful and I love her.
Secondly: I had… forgotten… that I spent like a year and a half (at least) completely convinced that I was going to be a writer?? How did I forget this??
Thirdly: Yep, believing I can do impossible things is still a thing.
Fourthly: Shout out to the people I love who keep believing in me even though I keep changing my mind about what I want to do with my life.
Fifthly: I think I needed an outlet while I was studying maths, living far away, and suffering from anxiety. I tried photography and writing, and they were better than not. But it was illustration that really stuck, taking me completely by surprise, and I love it.
Sixthly: There’s a part of me that looks at this pattern and is scared that one day I will find no joy in creating art. But there’s a much larger part of me that’s like lol no, you still like writing, you just like illustration a lot more. If you find something else you like that much more again, consider that a positive.
Seventhly: I made this gif for Toyin Odutola’s Art Assignment, and though the artistic skill is eh, and my hair has changed, it remains a pretty true self portrait in concept at least:
Okay that’s all I’m done now.