I left the sketch for a couple of days, and when I came back to it, I immediately knew what need to be finished. I layered and painted until my sketchbook paper protested by bubbling.
A sketch of my little sister in watercolor and colored pencil. Not sure if it’s completely done, I might take a few days and look back to see if I want to add more detail.
I’m roughly two weeks into a long vacation on the Georgia coast. At the moment I’m hiding in our rental house to avoid the so-hot-my-skin-feels-like-it’s-melting-weather. The heat never bothered me until Sunday, when we went on a day trip to Savannah. The air was so hot, sticky, and muggy. Every time we passed a body of water or a fountain, I felt the urge to strip and jump in.
My family and I are vacationing on St. Simons Island, a place I’ve known since my childhood. I packed my sketchbooks, pencils, pens, and watercolors for the trip. Watercolor is a no-hassle sort of paint medium when it comes to transporting/painting on site. Equipped with an old Windsor & Newton watercolors compact set and a small assortment of Koi Water Brushes, I’ve gotten at least a bit of sketching in.
View of Jekyll Island from East Beach.
View from Pier of St. Simons sound and of Brunswick
View of Jekyll island from the village near sunset
Ocean view at dusk. (When I was little, one of my favorite stories was about an old man with a long silvery beard who had a garden of pearls. Every night, he took a pearl from his garden and placed it into the sky, hence it became the moon… it was unintentional, but the moon in the painting kind of reminded me of a pearl, and that story)
The sketchbook keeps filling up. More to come.
And OMG IT’S AUGUST. If my lack of posting indicates anything, you can probably discern how far behind I am with senior show.
This year I switched back from an apartment to a dorm room, reintroducing a small atmosphere of fluorescent lighting, odd-colored carpets, and ugly white walls.
(That’s fluorescent lighting, baby.)
So The Dorm Wall Project is my attempt to cover this wall with art. I’m envisioning that it will consist mostly of quick sketches featuring a variety of mediums. I’ll update with this now and then to show the sketches I’m adding to the wall. I’m really excited to see how this turns out. As you can sort of gather from the photo, there is one sketch. But I’m not going to photograph it until tomorrow when there is good light.
So here are the other painting sketches I completed while on a vacation in Saint Simon’s Island:
On the beach in the afternoon, when the tide is going out and the sand bars are emerging.
Old tree in St. Simon’s. It’s huge and extremely old. And I think they have a name for this tree, but for the life of me I cannot remember it. But ever since I was little, I was always fascinated with the tree. My painting hardly does the tree justice.
The Marsh before the sun begins to set. I rode my bike around the marsh, trying to find the perfect spot with a good perspective. I found the spot where kayakers start their tour. I was sitting next to a bridge and the mosquitoes were horrible.
I finally made notes about the lighting, the shapes and made a quick sketch of the perspective and left for home, where I completed the painting partly from notes and memory.
So how was the painting experience? I mentioned to a fellow art student earlier about the difficulties of painting/drawing on location. For starters, I’m tackling the elements (rain, too much shine, and MOSQUITOES…that’s an element, right?). I’m more accustomed working from photographs in the safe vicinity of a studio for hours, days, even weeks until I’m finished. No surprise, having to paint quickly was difficult. I try to go into too much detail and I found myself trying to control watercolors, which will NEVER happen and I should know better.
I’m filling up the rest of my awesome Strathmore 400 Series Field Watercolor Sketch Book
with sights from California! Maybe this time I’ll get some portraits in too! I might be able to update while there, but if I don’t I’ll post back in two whole gigantic weeks!
New year. New semester. New classes.
All of them being art classes. Either this will be the greatest thing ever, or the worst. It’s not that I don’t enjoy doing art. I don’t enjoy feeling like this. Scared, stressed, and scrambling for time.
I have many projects, papers, and art pieces to complete. And to top it all off, tomorrow is my sophomore review. I’ll sit in front of a panel who are of epitomes of the American Idol judges, but are really just teachers from different art departments. But I’m sure there will be the Paula Abduls, the Randy Jacksons, and (if I’m really lucky) the Simon Cowells. Oh, wait. There’s a fourth judge right? Kara what’s-her-last-name? Never mind. End of metaphor.
Obviously, I’m extremely nervous. I talked to one of my friends, a fashion design student, who already had her review. She assured me I’d be fine and that I needed to chill. But I’m not so sensible.
Here are some nude studies from a life drawing class I’m taking:
One of our models told us that he does this professionally, and in his spare time, he studies poses from paintings and sculptures in art history texts. Makes sense. This pose is very Renaissance-esque:
Mini-sketch of our model (I ran out of newsprint):
The end of one class, Toby decided that we could try to do a portrait. While it might be a convincing
rendering of a human face, a few changes would have made it actually look like our model:
A note on the nude thing: Not a big deal. As the Calendar Girls say, the difference between a naked person and a nude person is art (If you haven’t seen that movie, watch it).