Today has been a day. I tell myself that I did well. The inner voice proclaims that "though you haven't done anything creative, you've at least done some extensive practice - and in this case quantity beats creativity". There is this sadness and despair for not doing anything creative (some narrative, some color something). But there is the satisfaction that I was productive.
I wasn't planning on grabbing the ipad but accidentally I started doodling, and then kept at it. I filled three sheets with faces, skulls trying to reconstruct the knowledge I'm supposed to have assimilated over these years of studying now that I have some distance from it and don't remember much. I like it.
Then I did a sheet full of disney's tarzan - I don't do that much; as a kid I did but not these past decades. Then again I'm not completely foreigner to it - like the day I was doing Steven universe poses or another day I was studying the proportions of the face of some nameless disney-like princess. Anyway, I wanted to see how disney did tarzan, and try and approach it with my own constructive knowledge of the skull. It was nice. I hadn't notice how simplified disney's eyes/nose/mouth. I guess this is specific to tarzan; probably some other disney film will follow different rules. Anyway, I liked it, I like the muscles too, it was as if disney was pointing out to me which muscles are worth presenting in a simplified drawing.
I was afraid I'd be hooked up in the ipad, and be drained. Perhaps that's what made me pick up my brushpen and do some physical sketching. I started with a random scene; i like the vehicle, the perspective, the texture in the circular building. That was the most creative I got today. Then I fell back to some imaginative tiny figure drawing. I started simple and as the time was progressing, I was doing more and more exotic poses. Towards the end I started doing apes (inspired by Tarzan) and I had a blast. I've very excited that I did such poses. I filled another sheet with ink silhouettes and I tried sketching the light/shadow play. That was very successful but also a very taxing exercise. Postures come out stiffer than usual.
I'm really thirsty for some illustration/narrative, something with a beginning and an end, and not just exercises, random doodles. But I feel empty. Then again, I don't try so I wouldn't know. Time for bed.
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