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Friday, August 5, 2011

Experimental Fridays...Derwent ink pencils edition.

It may surprise some people who don't know me while I'm in atelier mode, but I tend to be a bit of a tight...um...
....fist, when it comes to my art making.


Over the years a steady stream of professors, mentors and friends dear enough (and brave enough) to actually "go there" with me have all informed me that this is a darn shame because some of my most entertaining, interesting and just plain fun stuff can be found in my sketchbooks - created when I'm just playing around.

When that happens, this is what my sketchbooks tend to look like:


As opposed to this, when I was being Very Serious. 


Now both of these have their good elements and their bad elements. I learned from doing both of them and sometimes I do just feel like drawing in a more realistic way. But for my money, the one up top is about 100x more interesting to look at and fun to draw than the one on the bottom. 

One of my mentors told me that when I get too serious about my work it loses a quality of lightness, humor and whimsy and it become ponderous. Who wants to create "ponderous" art work? I sure don't!

 Another professor took me aside after watching me as I'd been in his perspective class for a semester... laboring after perfect vanishing points and angles until after every class I would find myself staring into space bleary eyed and exhausted while waiting for the BART train back home.  That professor told me "You know, your work loses a lot of it's charm when you try to make everything perfect. I don't think you ought to try for exact perspective, it doesn't suit your work. Your world is more engaging when it's full of wonky perspectives and chairs with curlicue armrests and things like that."

That was one of the best critiques and best pieces of advice I've ever gotten and I've tried to keep it firmly in mind as I proceed.

Of course for every professor and mentor who told me to lighten up, I've had one or three whose whole mission in life seemed to be to get all their students to ratchet down, freak out and tighten up... so it's a fine line to walk.

My current stance is that I am trying to balance not taking things So Very Seriously while also attempting to push myself and my craft in ways that cause me to continue to grow and evolve as an artist. It helps that I have discovered that for the most part the art which I have gotten too tightly wound up about was both no fun to create and no fun to look at.

Still, attempting to cut loose that inner critic whose tendencies veer towards the "never good enough" perfectionistic side of art making is a daily battle.

So in the spirit of Not Taking Art So Very Seriously, I have decided that every Friday is going to be my experimental day of art making. Monday through Thursday I can work through whatever it is that I'm trying to accomplish, but on Friday the whole notion of "accomplishing anything" has to go out the window. Friday is for mucking around with new mediums and playing a bit.

Today, for example, I was experimenting with new art supplies Soren picked up for me at our most recent trip to the art store in Berkeley.
These are Derwent "Inktense" water-soluable ink pencils. The guy at the store said they were not like watercolor pencils because they're made with ink bases rather than watercolor bases, which theoretically giving you a stronger color when used with or without water.



That seemed like an intriguing proposition so I thought I'd give them a try.

First impression? They have a really weird texture. I don't know about other artists, but I tend to be a little bit of a texture snob when it comes to my writing and drawing implements. I like for pens and pencils to have a certain flow. These pencils made a distressing "skritch, skritch" sound as I drew with them and seemed to find every bit of uneven tooth in my sketchbook.

The line quality was nothing to write home about either.



They reminded me more of charcoal pencils in terms of their texture and line quality than anything else.
People who know me and who've followed my adventures in grad school know that I am not a big fan of charcoal pencils.






I tried to sharpen them like normal pencils, but this was the sharpest point I could manage and it flattened out almost immediately.



In the future I think sharpening them like charcoal pencils - with an x-acto knife and a piece of sandpaper - will probably be the way I'll go.

Line quality being what it was dry, I decided to try to play around with what happened to it when you added water.





Interestingly, they seem to have all of the disadvantages of pencil and none of the advantages of ink. They went down chalky and neither erased completely nor blended smoothly. They did lend themselves to having their pigment picked up and transferred somewhere else rather well and that was the only area where they seemed ink-like to me.




I decided that to really see what the ink pencils were capable of, I'd have to sketch with them a bit. That definitely did teach me new things about the pencils. They were more useful in sketch mode.  Although their inability to blend away drawing lines was kind of annoying, I did eventually learn to work with the medium rather than against it. They work much better in a dry into wet modality than in a wet into dry mode. If the paper was already damp, the pencils blended much better and put down a lot more pigment. Working that way, I started to get the hang of how to use the pencils and where they might fit in with other media.


I found that by combining these pencils with regular watercolors, it was possible to smooth out some of the rougher edges and blend them a bit better. That being said, though, I ended up using a LOT more water than I'd originally intended. So much so that my multi-media friendly sketching journal started to pill up and shed those gnarly little paper boogers all over the place. Ucky tuh! 


The pencils definitely aided and abetted my desire to force myself to stay loose. I couldn't get too tied up in the finished product because every step of the way was a learning curve. These pencils are limited in certain ways, but once I figured out their little quirks I could see how useful they could be. I know I'll use them in the future. I just won't use them on anything other than a sturdy water-wash friendly surface and I'll be prepared to use them alongside other media (rather than stand-alone) on non-sketchy pieces. 

They would probably be very useful if I were wanting to do some ink-washes in places other than my studio where packing a pan of watercolors is always such a pain in the rear. With a couple of these and a cup of water from, say, the zoo's snack bar I would be good to go. 

The end product was something that I felt had a certain charm to it for a rough sketch, so all in all I am inclined to call my first ever Experimental Friday a smashing success! 





Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Today's bit of inspirational eye candy...

I've been working on an illustration which features an older woman in a "Norma Desmond" sort of turban.

I'd sketched the turban out pretty easily at first, but when it came time to refine the drawing I realized that I didn't quite have enough information about how such an item of clothing is actually constructed to do it justice. I could conjure up the image I wanted to convey but I needed to refine that vision with some actual data.
   I'm too young to have actually seen such a turban up close on anyone. My Mom is only 65 and she wouldn't be caught dead in such a thing and my own Grandma was fond of appropriately Ozarky big hair right up to and (thanks to the funeral home and the wonders of Aquanet) well after the day she died.

I decided to root around a bit on Google to see if I could come up with some better photographic references for the item. My first thought was to try out "Norma Desmond" as a search term. That got me some interesting, but ultimately non-useful pictures like this one..


There didn't seem to be any good pictures of Nora in her traditional turban. Then I decided to try for Sally Field in "Soapdish" since I remembered that one of the plotlines in that comedy involved the writers putting Sally Field's character in a turban. Again, really amusing pictures came up, but in terms of the kind of turban I wanted, ultimately not useful.



Finally I went with "vintage" and "old Hollywood" in combination with turbans and there I finally hit the jackpot - I found quite a few good quality, well lit photographs of women wearing the exact sorts of turbans that I wanted to use in my illustration.






I could've declared myself satisfied at that point, but I'd been working hard all morning and I decided to follow the white Google rabbit further down the endless rabbit hole to see what I could find. Following my turban pictures from one site to another, one link to another I found wonderful places I would never have discovered any other way.



Like this blog, for example: Couture Millenery
It's all about couture hats and is full of beautifully photographed, highly artistic, absolutely unique hats. Now as an illustrator whose work tends to veer heavily towards fantasy and imaginary fripparies, I definitely filed this site away for future reference.

I feel that I should carefully clarify here that when I say "reference" that's exactly what I mean. I don't want to use any of the hats on this site as they are, and doing that would be wrong and disrespectful to the artist who has created these hats. I'm using the site purely as a source of inspiration - as a way to start to think about strange and unusual hats in my own imagination, what sorts of hat creations my characters can wear and which color combinations I may want to use.

We do not champion artistic pilferage here at the Atelier! Inspiration is fine, artists ripping off other artists  is not.

Moving on!




I also found this site: Swing Fashionista
This is more of your typical fashionista website, but it skews towards an embrace of the "Classic Hollywood Glamour" aesthetic. It's full of wonderful pictures from both the classic and the contemporary fashion world and is, again, a rich source of inspiration that I can go look at whenever I've got that "Blah. What should I draw? Nothing's coming to me." sort of feeling.



And finally, this site: Kitschy Kitschy Coo
It is only peripherally related to fashion at all, and yet it may be one of my favorite finds during this particular bit of Google long-line fishing. It tags itself as "We tickle your ugly bone." Oh yes, you had me at "ugly bone." This site is full of really bizarre stuff - a  "Happy Hippo" pull toy from the 60's. Old advertisements, slightly off kilter vintage fashion photography, unfortunate staged shots, regretable candids, found photos and stuff that's probably sitting around your local Goodwill just waiting for a home. I could spend way too long looking at this stuff and it's the perfect mix of random that creates such rich fertilizer for the artistic brain.

Staying open and aware of what may show up unexpectedly - even when I'm just trolling around on the internet -  and keeping an eye out for resources that I can stash away for future periods of "creative drought" have both been extremely useful to me in my creative process.
 I've realized that a good percentage of the time what might look to other people like "Rob's not working, he's just noodling around on the internet.." is actually an important part of the creative cycle that's just as necessary (if not more so, actually) than drawing or painting are.
I'm recognizing that I need that time when the mind can just spool and take in new information, new sights, new color combinations, ideas I haven't encountered before etc.
Then, when the next active creative phase comes up, I'm actually ready for it with a lot of new inspiration to draw on and draw from.

And the old lady's turban in the illustration that started this whole thing? It looks DIVINE.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Surprise inspiration


One of my favorite happy surprises is when I go out to collect the mail and I find that someone has sent me something. It doesn't have to be anything in particular, but in this age of email and Facebook and blogs and such I find it eminently delightful to go to the old fashioned mailbox on my front gate and find that someone's sent me something in a paper envelope with good old fashioned handwriting on it (and in it).

My dear friend Professor Jeff  knows this about me and has recently been lavishing mail based spoiling upon me. Every time I get a piece of mail from him I do a little happy dance out by the post box (which I'm sure amuses the neighbors) because his mailings are always sure to be something really good.

This bit mailing was no exception to the "something wonderful" rule but he may just have set a new high bar for all mail henceforth.

Inside a small, handmade (hooray!) cardboard envelope I found the bird's feather pictured above. Jeff wrote that he'd found it while on a hike in the mountains. This gave me so much joy, I can't even tell you.

I've spent several hours now looking at this feather and thinking about where it came from. I went back to look at some pictures Jeff had taken of his most recent hike in the breathtaking alpine scenery that surrounds Boulder, Colorado. I've held this feather in my hand and imagined what that scenery must've looked like where this feather was found -  and what it might've sounded like.  Was there the soft sound of water running nearby or the loud cries of crows calling to each other from high in the pine trees? Did it smell like pine there? Or a recent rain?
 I've marvelled at how beautiful and elegant this feather is, imagining what sort of bird it came from and where he or she lived, what it ate and how this feather came to be lost.

I will be drawing the imaginary birds from whom this feather came for awhile and then I'll probably do some Google image searches in the hopes of finding out what bird this feather actually came from. Who knows what kinds of amazing things I'll find while I'm doing that? Native plants and animals of the Boulder region? The Red Feather lakes of Colorado? A crocodile was spotted in Boulder? Well, not actually, but that's the name of a link that I found just searching for "spotted feathers" and "Colorado."

Do you think the fact that there wasn't an actual crocodile in Boulder will stop me from imagining that there might be one? No way!

I don't know if most people go off on a many hours long journey provoked by a surprise bird's feather in the mail, but this is what happens to me.
It seems like anything that can pop me out of the realm of the ordinary is something that has the power to fire my imagination and that's the most powerful gateway to creativity I can access.

 I get so busy that I often forget to stop and look up from what I'm doing to see the unexpected and potentially muse provoking worlds of inspiration and imagination that are all around me every day. I don't think that I'm all that atypical in that regard (if no other). There are errands to be run and tasks to be completed and checklists to be made and then checked off. I can run like that for awhile but eventually the creative well dries up and I find myself wandering around wondering "where has my muse has gone? Why can't I find any inspiration?"

But then someone mails me a feather, and I remember!

Speaking of which, I have birds to draw...