Monday, January 31, 2011

Self Portraits and Tribal Makeup

I think I'm starting to get sick of heads: not necessarily of drawing them, but of just how many I seem to post when I look back through the older entries on my blog. That said, I almost never do self portraits, so I figured I would post this one:

In one of my classes we're given weekly assignments: this week's project we had to incorporate the first letter of our name plus an image done in our own style, be it a self portrait, something that inspires us, an obsession, all of the above, etc. I'm still trying to figure my style out, especially in the mediums I prefer to work in (digital, ink, and now open acrylics), but attempting to find your own voice (your way of putting paint to paper, so to speak) is kind of hard - especially with something as proliferate as digital.

I decided to use this project as a chance to practice different modes of digital painting, which I am ashamed to admit I haven't experimented with in years. I'm not completely satisfied with it, but my stuff doesn't look as awful as it did before, and it's probably the most accurate self portrait of me yet. Well, except for the tribal makeup: I've never donned that before. But my hoodie and I are inseparable.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Hawk Eater: The Personification of Stress

I've always been envious of people who function best on tight deadlines: I've never been any good at it myself. My best work happens when I have time to research something thoroughly, think it over and pick at it for flaws and inconsistencies. Same-day deadlines and projects that have a turnaround time of 2-4hrs make me instantly queasy.

I think this lack of adaptability is related to my obsession with linear progression; I can't do step 2 if I haven't finished step 1, and in order to make step 2 work I have to make sure step 1 is cohesive and sound. It's like a narrative almost, except it's happening in real time and I can't go back and redo step 1 if step 2 is due five minutes later. Consequently, stress levels skyrocket, I quickly become overwhelmed, and the conceptual thought process begins to break down. Its in situations like these that I resort to drawing things I'm comfortable with, the stuff that require the least amount of processing power as possible: mainly female heads with huge hair, heavy makeup, and puffer fish lips.

To the right, a perfect example of this all too common crisis: an in-class assignment where we had to illustrate the phrase "the hawk is howling." Unfortunately, the lovely head (and myself) was short on patience, and ate the bird instead.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Vomiting Fan

Went through one of my sketchbooks this weekend, and found a sketch I hadn't uploaded yet: a mask vomiting black ink - that pretty much sums it up. Also, discovered that my sketchbook doesn't take ink all too well - bleeds all over the place.

Monday, January 3, 2011

I'm not Dead! (And Other Updates)

I'm not dead! I haven't been idle either, despite appearances. It's been awhile since I've posted anything, but I've been busy building the graphics and learning the coding needed to make my dream of a cohesive, attractive, user-friendly website (and blog) a reality. My old blog Steamcrunk is no longer in service, and will soon be taken out of commission for good (so update your links and follow the new one). I have moved the entire blog to this new address in conjuncture with the coming website, and will be updating from here from now on.

The blog should be all done and beautified within the month (the website a couple months later), but here's a sneak peak at some of the content:

My website/blog mascots, near completion and as of yet unnamed; the temptation to call them Dot and Dhaul is awfully strong.