After painting ice cream sundaes, cupcakes, doughnuts and pecan pie I did a “chaser” of fruit. It wasn’t as fun as the desert but a lot easier than dripping ice cream or frosting. (jw)
Acrylic
Fruit Chaser
Appetizer
Main Course
Charcoal on paper, 10 minute sketch
Charcoal & pastel chalk, 10 minute sketch
. . . .I’m trying to break out of my sketchy rut and not be so preoccupied with getting exact likenesses. It is an ART class . . .
Acrylic Paint on canvas board, 7,031 hours & 24 minutes
This actually is a pretty good likeness of the photograph. The woman had a black eye but I swear I’m innocent.
This was an experiment pasting collage paper on the canvas and then painting over the paper – creates texture and FUN.
judy
There were no art classes – because of the holiday – for over a week. For some unexplained reason I began to wonder why I was taking drawing classes. Previous to retirement the only “extra-curricular” activities I did had a purpose – professional enrichment, teaching others, meeting requirements etc. I have no desire (we won’t talk about talent) to exhibit or sell nude drawings . . . For some reason, simply seeking personal enjoyment seemed strange at best and hollow at worst.
I’m still not sure why my disquiet and only share it wondering if you, too, have questioned just doing something simply for self-enjoyment?
20 Minute sketch, conte crayon
10 minute sketch, charcoal
20 minutes sketch, charcoal
As a psychotherapist I knew that one of the biggest pitfalls of all relationships* was “seeing” others through the clouded lens of our own eyes. We humans tend to think everyone feels as we do and should understand what we know. It’s hard to take someone else’s position because we live in the bubble of our unique experiences and interpretations. In psychological terms it’s called projection. I was surprised to see this phenomena in artwork.
During the breaks in life drawing I noticed that many (not all) drew the model in “their own image”: Short students tended to draw the models legs too short; stocky students drew her a bit too stocky and; muscular students created muscular images.
Charcoal, 20 minute sketch
Conte Crayon, 20 minute sketch
Each sketch, 20 minutes
Mervin the Mole Rat sez: “Her art is a projection of wishful thinking . . .”
Tone on tone – My favorite
Charcoal
Charcoal
She’s quite possibly tone deaf
This model was:
Her literary allusions border on illiterate DELUSIONS
Charcoal sketch
I’ve figured out (pun intended) two things:
“Ouch. We monkeys have talent, not to mention feelings. . . “
Last day of life drawing for this semester. I’ve missed several classes, something I would have been loathe to do in my high school and college years when I never ditched nor dropped a class.
I distinctly remember the first time I stopped attending a class simply because I no longer enjoyed it. Wish I could say it was a daring and rebellious move . . . it was a community college class that I was taking just for enjoyment. I was in my 40’s and high time for a bit of rebellion . . . don’t you think?
But I digress . . . here’s the best of the last sketches . . . in my opinion
Starting with my favorite
Caught the likeness of both his front and his back . . .
First week of art classes. It’s amazing how “rusty” I felt after just 4 weeks of not drawing. The model had not ONE ounce of fat anywhere on his body.
Charcoal, warm-up sketches
I decided to push myself a bit and drew a few quickies using pen & ink. Ink is a bit intimidating since I can’t ERASE.
Pen & Ink sketch
Pen & Ink Sketch
Charcoal sketch
If you are an art buff or interested in the psychology of nudes read this article Why The Nude Still Shocks. Not only is it interesting it underscores my past reluctance to put up the sketches of men as opposed to women. (see Equal Opportunity Nudes)
The model this week was male but he was wearing this warrior “get-up” that the men in the class seemed to enjoy drawing , . . must be a testosterone “thing”. I say “TAKE IT OFF!”
Water-color pencil
Ten days into walking like a drunken sailor without the drink or the sailing. My husband drove me to art class. It was nice to get out of the house. The vertigo is much better but I’m still a bit wobbly.
At first, looking back and forth from the model to the drawing pad was a bit disorienting and I was very tired after class – probably because my brain was working hard to compensate.
The focus for this session was using brown wrapping paper, black and white charcoal.
“Wobbly is the least of her worries . . . She’s always been wonky & wacky . . . “
The general consensus among my women art classmates is they prefer drawing female curves rather than male muscles. Next week I’ll ask the men. One of the women said her husband was VERY upset she would take a class where the focus was staring at nude men.
For these sketches I threw muscles to the wind and just drew. I took a few liberties (like cutting off the models head because he was wearing a ridiculous helmet which I refused to draw and beefing him up a bit to match my own fantasies . . .)
15 minute pose, charcoal sketch
5 minute pose, charcoal sketch
20 minute pose, charcoal sketch
Did quick sketches with colored pencils in class.
I ate my model . . . ouch!
Hot off the drawing board – from today’s art class.
Preliminary sketch
Pastel
