Summer was a bust. Plain and simple. I took Drawing 2 with a professor I knew I wouldn't do much with. I got an A in the class, even though I realize I didn't rightly deserve it. It's a bit of a shame that the class went the way it did, mostly because he's an extremely gifted renderer when it comes to drawing, and it's somewhat astounding to me that the effort put towards the class was next to nothing. As it stands, I have nothing to show of any interest from that class.
I'm currently enrolled in Figure Drawing right now, which I haven't gotten a real feel for yet. I like the class, now don't get me wrong, it's just that I've missed a few due to unexpected events(insomnia + being sick), so I feel a little out of it so far. The only thing I can say is that I'm already semi-established in figure drawing, so I'm not having trouble picking up where I leave off.
I also believe maybe it wouldn't have been so strange if my friend Lindsey weren't one of the models. It's funny though, how when your right brain clicks on, you just stop caring. Sure, she's my friend, and sure, she's sitting naked and exposed infront of me, but the truth of it is, once you get working, the "person" sort of gets discarded. You don't even see them as a human being, you kind of see them as an image. I'm not trying to sound "interesting", but I'm trying to explain how it works. It's just one of those things, where your preconceptions about seeing a person naked will actually be inaccurate. I knew this going into the class, however, when it is your friend and neighbor up on the stage, you're a little more vulnerable to thinking that maybe it might be different.
It's really not.
I hope I get some decent results this semester, since my parents got a new Digital camera, and I can finally take good pictures of most of my work. So we'll see if I can get up some results from this class, as well as the few decent pieces I did for Drawing 1(which wasn't many, I was really out of the loop artistically at that point).
Well, that's my life.
Oh, and I'm listening to Set Free by American Analog Set, which makes me happy in all the wrong places.
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