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 #111 - Post-burnout

So here is another day that I went through the process. Thanks to the discord community I spend more hours doodling compared to before! This was another day that I tried to understand what method for studying the planes of the head is right for me. I didn't reach a conclusion, I'm not even sure I need one. Anyway, I did some study of planes and shading, some gestures, and finally did some doodling.

I tried working with a thin unforgiving "technical pen" brush to practice line confidence since lately I've been very loose (which I like but at the same time makes me worry). I am very satisfied, that despite the wobbly and ugly lines, the posture is there, and even the proportions are there! There were some doodles where I applied foreshortening and looked absolutely fine, but the highlight of the day was the olives man. It started as a random doodle, then I drew a trenchcoat with shades and a suspended leg and it was read. Overall very satisfied with it! Perhaps a little confusing lines at the tummy where there are some strange folds that in retropection only add confusion but next time! I like also how the brush by accident wasn't 100% opaque and as a result, There was space for creating "extra black" strokes, just like with my pentel.

Outside the daily practice I struggle. I'm feeling constantly despair and hopelessness about my life in general but also my artistic evolution (I don't see an end to it, and I don't see making anything out of it) which is a thought and not something based on actual facts (I'm not 99 years old, and I'm not dying) but nonetheless it's so strong that it's affecting me royally.

that's all for now

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