day #365 - the end of an era

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I thought I was on top of it; I had finished early and was looking for a movie to watch already 3 hours ago. And I don't know how time went by. A phonecall, some networking studying, some online shopping and here we are, already past the time for an early movie. Regardless, today is a special day. The blog is over! I finished 365 days of daily painting and recording it, whatever that means. A big part of the process I will have to keep doing mainly for myself. Perhaps taking daily photos of my work and saving it on some folder. This has provem useful many times when I trying to date a piece I've been working on. Also making a small diary of today's achievements. It's still useful. But this will be done for my eyes only. I also don't know if I will be continuing my obsessively daily painting. How would life be if I had days off? Now for example that I'm moving out and I have to daily chores that until now were completely taken care of, perhaps I'll allow my

day #6 - Unhappy in Candyland



Once again I find myself scared of risking a bad sketch. Semi-consciously I try and replicated the day before yesterday's success: Nice colors and composition.  I try not to stay to close so I fill my page with a different color. Yet, now that I see it, the sky has turned yellow once again. I don't even know what it is that I painted. A mashmellowish landscape? I don't know. Even though I tried really hard to create variety in colors (and there are dozens on suptle hues and tones), the end results looks like an "right of the tube red, yellow and blue" palette. I'm not very proud of those. Or at least I stopped being when my father commented on an older painting.
I like the bluegreenish spill towards into the sky the appears at the dead center of the sketch. It wasn't intentional; it just happened because I had too much water. But it looks very intentional: It's dead center, and the fuzzy silhouette contrasts nicely with the very well-defined silhouettes of the blockish masses surrounding it. Speak of a happy accident, well done luck!
The whole painting could had almost been much worse; the colors were turning muddy but at the very end some purity was recovered. Particularly in the shades of the masses. I hate the tilted horizon in the composition though it marginally works. I am also disappointed that nothing really emerged out of it. Other than the stripes pattern in the blue floor and candylike stripped rock in the foreground, I feel that I just drew some lifeless boxes, unimaginative boxes on a slopped hill.

And this is the second day in row that I drew because I felt I needed to do something for the blog, though very tired and uninterested. I'm worried that this isn't going to go very well overall; I've avoided social media and productivity expectations from others forever and the built up consistency in my regularity practice has been too fragile and precious to jeopardize so early on. I'm no longer sure I'm ready to add this pressure to myself. I'll need to think about it with a more clear head, time for bed.

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