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Saturday, September 15, 2007

YOU'RE NEVER TOO OLD TO LEARN - PART II

The rants and babbling of a 40 something year old returning to college.

Just completed week 2 at the U. It honestly feels like I’ve been in school for months and I cannot believe how much of my time it consumes. With my annual “girls weekend with mom and sissy", dance class and the Big Party coming up (124 guest at present time), I’m really freaked out. But I’m not complaining, I’m having a really good time.

My drawing class this week left me feeling frustrated and uneasy. It went something like this:

Lynn gave us each an item. He said we had 5 minutes to sketch the item and then shouted, “GO!”

Pacing nervously around the room, he’d mumble at us ”see the 'essence' of the item. Concentrate on defining it quickly.” I got so frustrated trying to divide my concentration between what he was saying and what I was supposed to be doing, I finally decided something had to give and just ignored him.

The more he paced and spoke the more wigged out I got and the harder it was for me to do anything. “Use another media!”, “Excellent!”, “You’re being to literal!” he continued to shout. And then suddenly he’d boom “STOP, TIMES UP! TURN THE PAGE! PASS YOUR ITEM TO THE RIGHT! YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES! GO!”

Gads, I practically pee’d myself. I had no idea what was going on, but I knew he had a point to make.

Done with sketching boot camp, he had us put them up on the wall, he proceeded to critique, explain, expound and crucify. His thoughts spent, he set the assignment. "I want you to take your sketches home and make a collage of all of your drawings."

That was it. That was the assignment. To take this mess:



And turn it into a collage.

So I began to think about the day and what he was saying. Suddenly it all hit me. We were supposed to ignore him and concentrate on sketching. Everything he was saying was subliminal, on purpose.

By the time I got home and reviewed my sketches I could barely remember what the items were, let alone recognize them. So I showed them to the family, who surprisingly could tell me what each item was.

I taped them all to the wall and set to work. After a productive evening, I managed to ruin my first drawing by spilling India ink all over it. But by Saturday afternoon (and skipping dance class) I managed to get it done.

I took the "essence" of each of the items and made a collage. And here it is:



I hovered over that drawing for the better part of a day. Finished and satisfied with my attempt I took a deep breath and looked up to find the entire room covered in all my art supplies. All I could do was laugh. Apparently I’m a messy artist. Who knew?



Surprisingly all this stuff fit right back into my Kitty Box. ***snort*** “Kitty Box”.

Here’s John’s interpretation of my sketches.



Pretty damn clever, no?

Especially seeing as he never saw any of the actual items and is just going by my sketches.

OFF TO HOMEWORK PROJECT #2- SCULPTING!

Beaner likes playing with fire



I never thought I’d like this class, but I’m having a blast! I love playing with the torch! Although I did have a melt down moment or two.





I ONLY STARTED MY HAIR ON FIRE ONCE TODAY!!! YAY ME!







That's what's going on...I'll post the final project once I'm done.

UPDATE: FINISHED SCULPTURE

posted by me | 10:00 PM | 4 comments

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I love looking at your art assignments. Why is one corner missing from your sculpture?

Is John's picture evil pacman?

Is the guitar used for inspiration?

# posted by dan : 9/21/2007 11:16 AM  


Now Dan, you of all people should know that the eye will finish the corner for you. That and the instructor suggested that I do it to create interest.

No, it's an evil apple eating a voodoo doll

Yes. That and to remind me I have to practice.

# posted by me : 9/21/2007 5:06 PM  


Its not an evil apple. It is simply a different slant on an old saying "An apple a day keeps the doctor away". It's "An apple a day keeps the voodoo doctor away", in that sometimes I think that for psychological well-being it is necessary to bite the head off the voodoo doctor.

# posted by John : 9/25/2007 5:59 AM  


LOL! You're so deep. Wierd. But deep.

# posted by me : 9/25/2007 4:43 PM  



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