Here is my progress on my dad's portrait. As much as I hate stippling, I've been enjoying this painting. I plan on adding hole punched colored paper to further accentuate the fact that I am stippling. I also changed the colors a bit. I added white to my list (yellow, red, blue, and black) to help get the affect I want.
Pictures exceed at describing something that is too indescribable for words. Of course there are ways words can shed light onto subjects but a picture has a certain way with creating a physical connection to the subject matter. It is easy to say that Alice fell down a rabbit hole filled with a list of things with a list of colors. A step further, a picture can show how Alice LOOKED as she fell instead of how she felt while falling. Words are great but a picture adds a new perspective.
Sunday, November 20, 2016
Friday, November 18, 2016
2D Methods: Mixed Media
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
2D Methods: Mixed Media
I got started on my portrait of m dad. The picture isn't very detailed because it is only my sketch for a rough outline. I plan on filling the space with color with certain meanings. For instance, the times my dad has mad me:
Yellow=smile/happy, Blue=cry/sad, Red=angry/frustrated, Black=empty/lonely.
Yellow=smile/happy, Blue=cry/sad, Red=angry/frustrated, Black=empty/lonely.
Sunday, November 13, 2016
2D Methods: Mixed Media
I sort of finished my human life cycle piece. I think this is something I could continuously go back to and work on. I want to experiment with the top piece of paper that will lay over it before 'declaring' it finished.
Friday, November 11, 2016
2D Methods: Mixed Media
My next idea to work on is a face cut-out board. It is similar to the ones that are at zoos, carnivals, amusement parks, and even wedding receptions. In light of my desire to make something big and the inclination of making it interactive, I will be making a face cut-out board that displays a casket. I find it interesting that some people, including my family, who go through the process of picking out flower arrangements, a casket, music, what will be said, and so on that involves a funeral. But what I also realize is we may be doing these things to help us find closure and feel more human. A downside that I have also taken in is that the things mentioned above that are chosen for the deceased may not even be what they would have liked. My dad's ashes are in a tear dropped shaped urn but he could have thought that's ugly but we'll never know. I gathered some photos of caskets and face cut-out boards as reference materials. I couldn't find the angle I wanted for viewing the casket from above but I'll make do with the images I do have. It was also hard to find a blueprint for either one as well.
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
2D Methods: Mixed Media
For our mixed media challenge we are supposed to use found objects. I decided to do a box of some of the stuff that my dad left behind when he died. In the box I have an unpainted pintail duck painting kit, two hats, a Cleveland Browns flag, some pictures, and a biker vest patch. A few other things I have of his that I didn't put in the box are his stereo, record player, sweater, an old T-shirt, and lots of memories. I didn't put them in the box because I either use them or they're too big. So far, I haven't cried from looking at all his stuff which isn't actually that much stuff. My Grandpa has more of it like model racecars, even more Cleveland Browns items, and his glasses. I would love to have his glasses. It gets really hard not to cry when going through everything. My family and I didn't have much time to mourn him because we had to pack up his apartment in only a few days time. It was like flicking a switch. Even though I was going through losing a parent, cleaning out the apartment just felt like we were moving again which we've done plenty of times before. I always wonder what my life would be like if he was still around. Would I have dated the asshole in high school? Would he have finished culinary school? Would we move into a house? Would he have remarried? How would he feel when I graduated high school or moved out or met the man I'm with today? Would he like him? Would he be the one to teach me how to drive, to vote, to do my taxes? Instead I am left with tons of what-ifs and a tiny box of what he left behind.
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
2D Media: Mixed Media
I took a slight break from working on my human life cycle piece. I tried asking myself how to represent my notion that there is no afterlife. How can I show that I believe that when your body stops working, that's it? We are animate because we have a heart, a brain, and organs that have to work together for us to live. It's like a clock or computer. One part may stop working but it doesn't stop it entirely but one piece can also fail and the whole thing stops. I was finding it hard to represent. In light of that, I turned back to my work of the Ancient Egyptian beliefs of the afterlife. That is when someone dies, their heart is weighed against a feather to judge if they should go on to the afterlife. In their book of the dead the heart and the feather are equal on the scale which means you past the test. Although, in realistic terms the heart will always weigh heavier than the feather. This means if everyone believed in the ways of Ancient Egyptians then all of our hearts would have been fed to a God which meant our souls would be lost forever which, in their terms, is worse than death.
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
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