tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79473827885930011052024-03-21T20:47:29.040-07:00Drawring"To draw, simply close your eyes and sing."Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-20146128873430704632011-08-01T10:42:00.000-07:002011-08-01T10:43:58.192-07:00Sketchbook StuffSome friends of mine have finally admitted to looking at my drawing blog. Sometimes it's embarrassing and then I tell them to never look at it again. I have issues. Hi Whitney!<br />
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I'm starting to finally figure out my parent's printer. I still don't know how to lower the contrast levels on it, but it's getting there. Thankfully all my drawings are in pen so I don't have to worry about pencil stuff.<br />
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I'm not very happy with the quality of this, however. The top is when I drew my nephew speaking in church. And then an octopus attacked him while speaking and he never broke character. True story.<br />
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The bottom two are more church drawings. The top is copied from this brilliant artist, <a href="http://courtneygodbey.blogspot.com/">Courtney Godbey</a>. Just another study in style.<br />
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More fanart of Flipped! I'm still not satisfied with Bryce's design. I WILL NEVER BE SATISFIED.<br />
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<strike>Augh I drew one eye bigger than the other</strike> Hey look, it's a WWII WASP! I think if I lived in that time I would so totally be one. They are the bomb.com. My grandmuzzer was a WAVE, but come on. WASPs can FLY. FLYYYYYYYY<br />
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And more WASPs.<br />
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Oh, and that picture I took last album? I was able to scan it and I cleaned it up in photoshop. BEHOLD! ...I watch way too much Phineas and Ferb.<br />
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Here's a picture I drew of myself and my friend Susannah. We have complete opposite body types and I wanted to draw it. I originally meant to do a height comparison as well, but I drew her too big so there I am, just hanging back in the background...lonely...nobody ever pays attention to me....<br />
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Okay that's it. You can go now.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-54276067788096203842011-07-21T11:35:00.000-07:002011-07-21T11:35:29.911-07:00Photoshop drawings and one pencil<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfqxTza8o8IX_2cqxyFwwTT_GIzMzG9D048a89z4yZ4Kh6xhN4th4Rbs0j8yUQHh98igXL_v1jKzJwgYowsq9TGTxI7uEsXHL8rz55b80_P1VweK8KQYdkorfx3uRpmPvkLPG3_q4j0Ew/s1600/what+I+wore2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfqxTza8o8IX_2cqxyFwwTT_GIzMzG9D048a89z4yZ4Kh6xhN4th4Rbs0j8yUQHh98igXL_v1jKzJwgYowsq9TGTxI7uEsXHL8rz55b80_P1VweK8KQYdkorfx3uRpmPvkLPG3_q4j0Ew/s320/what+I+wore2.jpg" width="320" /></a>Terribly sorry it's been a while. I haven't stopped drawing within the past few weeks, although I will not be showing you all that I've been drawing as it's part of a little self-project that I'm trying to organize until it makes sense. I promise I'll show you when I'm done. It's getting there, I swear.<br />
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Here's another "what I wore" that I worked on while waiting for our flight in the JFK airport. I probably won't finish it. That black-and-white thing is supposed to be a book.<br />
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Another reason for my absence is I got my wisdom teeth removed on Monday. I wrote and drew about it over <a href="http://geewillacres.blogspot.com/2011/07/wizzum-teeth.html">here</a>. Here are the drawings I did:<br />
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Notice the great pains I went to make sure I had every last detail.<br />
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I'm not kidding you about those multiple chins.<br />
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Okay, I didn't draw the "<a href="http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/forever-alone#.TihwIGHIiSo">Forever Alone</a>" guy, but I DID draw the hair.<br />
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This was the funnest to draw. Drawing me with a fat face made me reminisce about all those good ol' far side fat kids.<br />
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I'm rereading the Hunger Games right now. I had a horrifying dream the other week that I was in the Hunger Games and that a guy I knew in high school tried to kill me with a pizza cutter. While the dream was awful, it was still inspiration! I feel like Peeta would be the most likely to use this weapon.<br /><br />
Now that I'm home I HOPE that my parents' scanner will cooperate. So far it hasn't. Ah, well.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-11375676528706801372011-07-02T10:58:00.000-07:002011-07-02T12:07:51.562-07:00Sketchbook gushingI got a new sketchbook two weeks ago. It's always the best feeling to finish a sketchbook, because it feels like I'm making so much progress.<br />
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So here, have some of the old sketchbook sketches:<br />
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Did some more texture brushwork in Photoshop. Had no clue what I was doing.<br />
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<b>EDIT: </b>I don't know how tacky it is for me to point out my own flaws, since I can't STAND it when other artists are always ripping on their own work, but I feel the need to say that I hate the way I did the shading in this drawing and have got to use more references. Sigh. Other than that, I still love this drawing. Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-37337322149729108172011-06-23T20:24:00.000-07:002011-06-24T04:46:48.476-07:00Different styleInspired by <a href="http://flomino.blogspot.com/">Flomino's</a> style of drawing what she wears and after looking at her awesome texture tutorial, I came up with this:<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-e1YtcrZEaMSjkpFPdts9oA47YCk-YuF7fPVEPUgqEz_e3BTQDCH5bzugv-CqkXuvCIlFPvMUgXaSGBNL_avJZ6tJH_rcOaxSA_00_hcli50d9sl18SGc-10qHmJuMx-GIOSXY7z0uZQ/s1600/clothes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-e1YtcrZEaMSjkpFPdts9oA47YCk-YuF7fPVEPUgqEz_e3BTQDCH5bzugv-CqkXuvCIlFPvMUgXaSGBNL_avJZ6tJH_rcOaxSA_00_hcli50d9sl18SGc-10qHmJuMx-GIOSXY7z0uZQ/s320/clothes.jpg" width="282" /></a></div>I got that huge t-shirt at a Guitars Unplugged concert up at BYU-I and bought the red sweats at Savers for my ice skating class. I LOVE those red sweats. They are the loudest piece of clothing I own.<br />
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I love drawing like this. It's fun, fast, and is a GREAT way for me to force myself to learn color without too much pain.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-2764361840248972782011-06-16T20:13:00.000-07:002011-07-02T11:36:35.888-07:00Sketcheroodle Froodle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>So I managed to find the CD and install the software to connect my computer to my brother's laptop; unfortunately, it doesn't seem to scan at very good quality. So I'm trying to figure that out so I don't have to outline all my drawings because my outlines aren't the best PLUSSSS I feel like it sort of sucks the life out of my drawings. But maybe I'm just paranoid.<br />
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Enough chat. LET'S LOOK AT PICTURES<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4MW8Z1kvpOCCHaezWgt8fTZ-jNKmPiF7An37Tr9bDob5iAoiDWWPlnbwpEI7eV-tY1IEjb-OE3QmlJlIKLV2UKj4lJ5qRj0pHUSRuQTa5T85bYHfu17oVeBGW4O74arMkJbUFh0nhVME/s1600/DSCN4110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4MW8Z1kvpOCCHaezWgt8fTZ-jNKmPiF7An37Tr9bDob5iAoiDWWPlnbwpEI7eV-tY1IEjb-OE3QmlJlIKLV2UKj4lJ5qRj0pHUSRuQTa5T85bYHfu17oVeBGW4O74arMkJbUFh0nhVME/s320/DSCN4110.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>This is what my creative process sort of looks like when I'm trying to brainstorm a design. The girl is none other than Julianna Baker, leading lady of one of my favorite books, Flipped. She just came out while I was doodling and I wanted to see what I could make of her.<br />
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Still trying to settle on a look for Bryce. I misquoted the book a lot because I hadn't read it in ages, but then I went to the library and found it and reread it again. After reading it, I looked at all my sketches of Bryce and just thought, "heck NO that's not Bryce."<br />
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So to temporarily fix the errors, I just outline it with a felt-tipped fine Sharpie pen. It's not a bad tool, but it's not as easy to work with as a pen or pencil. Plus, since it's black, it's like "hey, here are all of Liesl's mistakes all for the world to see."<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhrbbxk7fifLj3lC-pNHpWqw3Alq9kVaS6HylkGPpIPlJD9vbzz8ywVI-uCDdUtUFWDPTrOkPIhadx-aSxWsihDe_t2KBWzq6F5iLCWk8UauIxDaIFn9cTj-0LDBnrDaMMc9tJ16ovzM/s1600/fox+fam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhrbbxk7fifLj3lC-pNHpWqw3Alq9kVaS6HylkGPpIPlJD9vbzz8ywVI-uCDdUtUFWDPTrOkPIhadx-aSxWsihDe_t2KBWzq6F5iLCWk8UauIxDaIFn9cTj-0LDBnrDaMMc9tJ16ovzM/s320/fox+fam.jpg" width="226" /></a></div>I'm just hoping I'll be able to solve this. Dash it all.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-80878112173456743922011-06-14T09:36:00.000-07:002011-06-14T11:14:41.639-07:00Some more digital arts 'n' stuffsOnly a couple of pictures today, folks. Digital art ain't the easiest, especially drawing with a tablet. Man, those things can be frustrating.<br />
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Anyway, I'll probably post some sketches later this week, but they're extra sketchy.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-69277008160094511502011-06-10T15:29:00.000-07:002011-07-02T11:38:10.133-07:00Image Heavy (like YO MOMMA)I drew a LOT this week. I think that's what happens when you don't really have anything to do and you can only handle so much Netflix. I still don't have a scanner, so here are some more photographed drawings from my sketchbook.<br />
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<b>Goals for next week:</b> Hm. Continue to draw more guys - don't be afraid to draw ugly, hairy men. Try to challenge yourself and draw things that scare you. Step out of drawing with pen and go for pencil every once in a while. Keep studying different styles, whether it's Herge (who here's excited for the Tintin movie? I AM!!!) or someone completely opposite of you. Try to plan drawings; work on composition and design and really think about the story you're trying to tell. As always, self-indulge and allow yourself to dream. <br />
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I'm also thinking I'll post my daily stuff (just photographed from my sketchbook because it's just so easy to do) so not every post has to be super duper long and keep trying to organize what I want to work on. One thing I want to do, however, is just to fall in love with drawing. Otherwise I won't do it.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-72248800979503007492011-06-06T16:22:00.000-07:002011-07-02T11:37:29.562-07:00beautiful art to inspire you and make you cry so much it's embarrassingWell! I'm sure after reading about my figure drawing experience you must be demanding to see ALL of my art now. And of course I shall show you my latest gigs on Photoshop, showing you what kind of serious artist I am:<br />
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And speaking of lovers and tragedy...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbGUDokzbJeqHOje6OxnLb4FzFH8_5ucxIUwMjg99zZWy7k9jnwf8FoFepLDtlZM4T-0FQRncR5tVGfHCNk5YeGR-wsl9MjtLJDooxsT-l7hEcXeU_NDtpLMsrN2oZnD_m5APlpNWFwIg/s1600/upintheclouds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbGUDokzbJeqHOje6OxnLb4FzFH8_5ucxIUwMjg99zZWy7k9jnwf8FoFepLDtlZM4T-0FQRncR5tVGfHCNk5YeGR-wsl9MjtLJDooxsT-l7hEcXeU_NDtpLMsrN2oZnD_m5APlpNWFwIg/s320/upintheclouds.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Um. This is also VERY much a WIP. I can't stand the girl's leg and I can't get the guy's mouth right. And honestly, this is sort of a brainstorm for a much more ambitious piece that I just can't quite get right.<br />
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Anyway, all in all, I'd say that it's surprisingly therapeutic to draw badly on purpose, Photoshop is still hard, and I have tons to learn. I'm trying to be patient with myself.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-26751839944181025852011-06-05T19:33:00.000-07:002011-06-07T16:59:07.731-07:00figure drawing: a love story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAxJNOCmBgah1jurg6B4WLIpxln-FNxZt5fpmJiKYEJa_-kNjDyAw69WAwYY2O2ItuMtztkQz7Eze6NONIPdQtf0QYITqNgq53yOu_aQkEwKCmc6CTHLhZEZNR_kWYN5FA9ihiFKTOL8/s1600/DSCN4089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAxJNOCmBgah1jurg6B4WLIpxln-FNxZt5fpmJiKYEJa_-kNjDyAw69WAwYY2O2ItuMtztkQz7Eze6NONIPdQtf0QYITqNgq53yOu_aQkEwKCmc6CTHLhZEZNR_kWYN5FA9ihiFKTOL8/s320/DSCN4089.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal">I fell asleep on the train.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Two weeks ago, for the first time leaving Boston on the commuter rail, I was exhausted. Every time I leave Boston I’m tired, but that’s accompanied by anxiety and annoyance and I can't relax enough to sleep. A lot of the time I spend in Boston is alone, and I'm not very good at that. Loneliness empties me. I’ve left feeling frustrated and disappointed and not really understanding why.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">This time I wasn’t sitting around trying to figure out my disappointment. Honest to goodness, I didn’t feel that way at all. I sank back into my seat and let my exhaustion overtake me as memories of the evening filled in.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">That night, I had gone to a figure drawing class.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">It wasn’t so much a class as it was an opportunity to draw a live model. I went to a studio on the 3<sup>rd</sup> floor of some building in Allston, which is some obscure part of Boston that I actually don’t know quite where it is, only that somehow I managed to get there and I managed to find my way back.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The man who owned the studio was a middle-aged man named Rocco Ricci and he wore tinted glasses and a beard. He served us chardonnay, sparkling water (I took the sparkling water, which was gross), grapes and crackers. He cut cheddar cheese with a plastic butter knife and looked at me and said in exasperation, “I need a new knife.” To every person that walked in, he told them, “Say hi to Liesl. She’s new.”</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The model for the night was Jen. Jen, with the drawn-on eyebrows and smoky eyes and red lipsticked lips. Her hair was cut like a pixie and the color of pine tree bark. She had thighs that were amazingly huge. Her stomach stuck out and I loved her for it. I may be skinny, but my stomach sticks out too. My self-confidence swelled as I drew.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">We began the session. Rocco discovered I had only a pencil and a sketchbook and immediately produced newsprint and charcoal. For those who don't understand the value of these, newsprint and charcoal are very durable. Charcoal's messier than graphite but just as easy to work with and makes for excellent figure drawing of all sorts. In short, I was rowing a boat and he gave me a motor. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">We started off with 3-minute poses, or as Jen called it, “one-song poses.” Unlike any figure drawing class I’ve ever been to, there was music. Rocco played Neil Young, Bob Dylan, Simon and Garfunkel, as well as other people I never heard of. Jen spilled out trivia during her poses, naming her favorites - Neil Young - and reminiscing about concerts.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">The musicians were shameless with the harmonicas, which went well with the location. The building is next to train tracks that the commuter rail rides on. The windows were open and I could hear cars driving by and every time the train rode by and made this big ol’ whooshing sound that rattled the windows. The one-song poses evolved into two songs and three songs. The sun set as we drew and the metal bars on the windows turned to gold.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">A woman named Jan stood next to me. She went to art school but then did something else for 25 years but was now getting back into art. She sometimes danced to the music while she worked and it was contagious. I sang along to “Sound of Silence” and bobbed my head and tapped my foot while I drew along in time to the beat.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I hadn’t stood in a figure drawing class before. I’ve always sat in those super uncomfortable drawing horses and my back would break as I did tedious pose after tedious pose after tedious pose. These poses weren’t tedious and I had a great time because I was standing at an easel, which rhymes with my name.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I stared back and forth at Jen and the paper as I tried to figure out how to draw what I saw in front of me. I pinched the charcoal in between my thumb and index finger and watched my fingertips turn black. At times I attacked the newsprint because I hated the way that drawing was turning out. But then I turned the page and started over. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">That is the beauty of drawing. It’s forgiving. You can start over and you will always be starting over, but each time you do you get better.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal">One particular drawing became my baby, a three-songer, or a 10-minute pose. I refused to concentrate on anything else and poured my being into this drawing. I manipulated the charcoal in my hand to make the shadows work just right and to capture the hard lines and soft lines. When I finished the details on her beautiful eyes and nose, I stood back and gazed at it. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">"Wow," I breathed. I took the pad off the easel and began to tear out the page to put in my backpack.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">"That's a keeper," said Rocco, coming over to look at it.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">"I know!" I said excitedly, forgetting my modesty. "It was so fun to draw!"</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">"I could tell," he said with a smile. "I saw you get into it."</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I finally remembered to put my ego away and turned red. "Oh, yeah. I'm not supposed to be full of myself about my art. Uh, thanks. Thank you. It really was an incredible experience." Jen laughed and started a new pose.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Later that night I tried drawing with ink, as is pictured above. A woman named Valerie handed me a brush and I dipped it into a bottle of India ink and attempted to draw. Ink is unforgiving. That is precisely why David, a fellow student, loved it, and precisely why I gave up after three drawings. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">After it ended, I rode a bus to a subway stop with Jen, who smoked and told me stories of all the people who attend that class. She told me about Jan, who had a battle with cancer last year and whose art has become so much more intense because of it. There's Ben, a foul-mouthed genius who's been friends with Jen forever. Valerie, who I worked with on the ink drawings, is an art teacher and organized the group. John, the bearded one, never says anything but comes every week with his twenty dollars and sketchpad. And then there's David, very friendly and almost as new as me.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Jen and I parted ways and I took the subway to South Station and caught the last train to Kingston. I climbed up the stairs to the second level of the train, made my way to a lone chair and sat. I leaned my head against the window, closed my eyes, and nodded off.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I was drawing again. I remembered why I liked it and found new things to love about it. I saw me, a great and an awful artist. Yet I continued to draw and I wanted nothing more than to improve. It's been so long since that's happened. Not like a "I must be better than everyone else" feeling, but simply, "I just want to learn."</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal">There in the studio I found kindred spirits within the ink and charcoal and grapes. Rocco and his friends reached out to me, took my loneliness and placed it on the shelf and didn’t let me touch it not even once while I was drawing. I created on the newsprint. I no longer cared about who was talking to me and whether they were good-looking or not, but instead forgot myself as I soared into the art. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JDuYIPzUdlo2g-SrZaBmbjiFHQXh_yePS1-1nzcu-3iLx6Xd-kciNJMOBeqFsXRp_oA8EI1qnWDOTCC5C8vy1al-JSYgOOrTgBBcu_UQJutdMBAjSFD0dfLNZg_LiqdSt6sJankL20c/s1600/dontchange.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JDuYIPzUdlo2g-SrZaBmbjiFHQXh_yePS1-1nzcu-3iLx6Xd-kciNJMOBeqFsXRp_oA8EI1qnWDOTCC5C8vy1al-JSYgOOrTgBBcu_UQJutdMBAjSFD0dfLNZg_LiqdSt6sJankL20c/s320/dontchange.jpg" width="284" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-11724483966246748312011-06-04T06:40:00.000-07:002011-06-04T06:58:51.743-07:00Sketchie Poo I usually don't show people stuff from my sketchbook, but after showing my sister several sketches, I've decided to post a few up here. Alas, I don't have a scanner. I've had to resort to taking pictures of my sketchbook. I hate doing that because it's a lot darker so you won't be able to see the drawings as well. At least I'm showing you art, right?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8q3FZI7eHiQqQzs4sN_OoCfo4YQBdr08-MlyBDG9LbfCXlOmoMT8woROhBAz5r4gYnvwnqM0qGc43yG3qVUhAL0jrx1a6b1Wju40iSWwtRrehYjQrfpwZlmU5enI1BmjPMzVX4DpMTMk/s1600/DSCN4067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8q3FZI7eHiQqQzs4sN_OoCfo4YQBdr08-MlyBDG9LbfCXlOmoMT8woROhBAz5r4gYnvwnqM0qGc43yG3qVUhAL0jrx1a6b1Wju40iSWwtRrehYjQrfpwZlmU5enI1BmjPMzVX4DpMTMk/s320/DSCN4067.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>Sketches of my brother Tyler and below him my adorable nephew Max. I also attempted cartoonized versions of them. It's a work in progress, but I think the bottom right one's my favorite.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJJrxy9ooJz2ByWF1sKGJYgUMLBowkdULibIz94TRxVu5td57dbOiT3y2B52UPcGlyfPFNlhTSubMb_C06IK7y6B1p3AQowwEvqkZ8ZjNJKoFVFzRzudWryGIISVz4-i3IHQRgplCZVE/s1600/DSCN4068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJJrxy9ooJz2ByWF1sKGJYgUMLBowkdULibIz94TRxVu5td57dbOiT3y2B52UPcGlyfPFNlhTSubMb_C06IK7y6B1p3AQowwEvqkZ8ZjNJKoFVFzRzudWryGIISVz4-i3IHQRgplCZVE/s320/DSCN4068.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>I have a complex about hating everything I draw, so I have to write myself notes to remind me to have fun. Have fun. Have fun. Create first, then evaluate. So I doodled here. And it was fun! SUCCESS.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAF1yiXp820k8DWd1ie1k5GtwdMLhdPvkqpBlv0wwZnyVgjmOgYPMI1zbxCYFxqPnoIday3E5sXa8tFXAoUj1b7IRy4L3w27n9aBCYD-qhMBX6v-4hL6jxKF1g2tzDV05pnQE8emlDmJk/s1600/DSCN4069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAF1yiXp820k8DWd1ie1k5GtwdMLhdPvkqpBlv0wwZnyVgjmOgYPMI1zbxCYFxqPnoIday3E5sXa8tFXAoUj1b7IRy4L3w27n9aBCYD-qhMBX6v-4hL6jxKF1g2tzDV05pnQE8emlDmJk/s320/DSCN4069.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>A little fanart of Rick Riordan's book <i>The Red Pyramid.</i> The top two are my creation, but the bottom two are copies. Carter's is from <a href="http://eacr.deviantart.com/art/The-Kane-Chronicles-188108937">here</a>, and when I read the description of Uncle Amos, I couldn't unsee him as <a href="http://simpsons.wikia.com/wiki/Bleeding_Gums_Murphy">"Bleeding Gums" Murphy</a> from the Simpsons.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcD3lCQg_CHD7Dan2RiI368gufCkWORc5bfxVur-bma_z_mhPXGGNykOlea2EXwTJ3mcXEQeIaZTag7hDljWQbytncmHS8KGWZ2oD5NA6cfuu0ObFeAVi6L9SR4JPskD8iyHU9zKZeXi4/s1600/DSCN4070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcD3lCQg_CHD7Dan2RiI368gufCkWORc5bfxVur-bma_z_mhPXGGNykOlea2EXwTJ3mcXEQeIaZTag7hDljWQbytncmHS8KGWZ2oD5NA6cfuu0ObFeAVi6L9SR4JPskD8iyHU9zKZeXi4/s320/DSCN4070.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>This was after my experience with the figure drawing class. It was one of the most fantastic experiences I've had drawing that I had to draw it. I also wrote about it - I'll put it up here soon. Ish. <strike>Except this last Wednesday I got totally lost on my way to the figure drawing class and I ended up missing it which makes me SO MAD.</strike><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9qNAawYhqR4jlGFS-pTyCSLuQOIBf2FFpjxD1co3lhDPKtrm4E6aJMkfbDV9ivZg-TLNXWVMMHkqzWmYUQNCaMl8UffxOPEUmfu8WDOc5TSGfCtaPs1Xmai2FwLtTKLqoTk7VSWTHJ64/s1600/DSCN4074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9qNAawYhqR4jlGFS-pTyCSLuQOIBf2FFpjxD1co3lhDPKtrm4E6aJMkfbDV9ivZg-TLNXWVMMHkqzWmYUQNCaMl8UffxOPEUmfu8WDOc5TSGfCtaPs1Xmai2FwLtTKLqoTk7VSWTHJ64/s320/DSCN4074.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>The above two are from when Kent, Mel and I went to the beach on Memorial Day. Oh, and what I wrote about that woman isn't sarcasm. I've recently discovered that when I draw people I come to fall in love with them. People really are beautiful. I love it when people look different - you know, real. Not everyone has the perfect body type, and that's okay.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5pCw0ZiPOTqf-ZWwq88qCXvRShQfZ7yEAKJrB8Vhy9hU97X6Ul0zytFv-9dQmZrRiwy2YsvTtNKIw2AwTxiemUi_I6Ml5yINyZnc7cNF931M93HIh6jj0vVjW3uRJTkmx3M5xTjrprWo/s1600/DSCN4075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5pCw0ZiPOTqf-ZWwq88qCXvRShQfZ7yEAKJrB8Vhy9hU97X6Ul0zytFv-9dQmZrRiwy2YsvTtNKIw2AwTxiemUi_I6Ml5yINyZnc7cNF931M93HIh6jj0vVjW3uRJTkmx3M5xTjrprWo/s320/DSCN4075.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>Just trying out some different styles. I love Berkeley Breathed's work and read Bloom County a lot growing up.<br />
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<b>Goals for next week: </b>Draw more guys! Work on anatomy! Try to study subjects more before you draw! Doodle! Self-indulge! Study other artists' work and THINK about it while you draw! Variety! Have fun! Draw! Draw! DRAAAAAAWWWWLieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-69974389008814712252011-05-26T09:03:00.000-07:002011-06-05T19:44:17.952-07:00Some more pictures<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKOORme28W5G2LylJO6L1ORqAglarZi2CvMMGt0wgHwmBakfhX_Y0ziriCnAq3lz32CAhwHiAY3cSADDRsozPhYi8FHPOiTQovQ5a_X_I6WpmydYH8gcyR3N0hdACtHIKMSQ6Af0NfnHE/s1600/anger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKOORme28W5G2LylJO6L1ORqAglarZi2CvMMGt0wgHwmBakfhX_Y0ziriCnAq3lz32CAhwHiAY3cSADDRsozPhYi8FHPOiTQovQ5a_X_I6WpmydYH8gcyR3N0hdACtHIKMSQ6Af0NfnHE/s320/anger.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I drew this during finals week. I'd have to say that winter semester was possibly one of the worst semesters of my entire academic career. I'm glad I'll be going on a mission so then I don't have to worry about school, thank goodness.<br />
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Do you like how I completely forgot to outline the table at the bottom? Yup. Space cadet. Observe, if you will, the employment of the infamous "<a href="http://tracyjb.deviantart.com/art/Lackadaisy-Expressions-193978013">smarm brow</a>" in panel 6. My deepest apologies to Tracy Butler.<br />
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I also went to a drop-in figure drawing class last night. More on that later,<strike> but viewers will be spared pictures of naked people for the sake of family members, people who generally don't like to look at naked people, and nieces and/or nephews who may wander around on here.</strike> <b> </b><br />
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<b>EDIT: LIE, I POSTED PICTURES OF NAKED PEOPLE ANYWAY</b><strike><br />
</strike>Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-49778458916208243502011-05-26T08:47:00.000-07:002011-05-26T09:09:37.979-07:00Him and Her and SheI'd like to show you my baby I worked on since about January:<br />
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I worked on this in Photoshop CS4. It was all done free-hand on my <a href="http://www.amazon.com/CTE450K-Bamboo-Tablet-Graphics-Software/dp/B002QJASB4/ref=sr_1_17?s=electronics&ie=UTF8&qid=1306424665&sr=1-17">Wacom Bamboo</a>, which is really, really hard. I could have drawn it on paper and then scanned it in and taken it from there, but I haven't quite mastered scanning. Plus, I really enjoyed fiddling around with all the different tools you can use in CS4.<br />
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Here's a WIP:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixXLRZFqXl2LFBVIU8EKBXC3T6Eh5kL1z3ybkMJC4-pfsdYj4thF_e9SP-DQaoDAuQywx8aFfdKq69W86GzSEeH7SaozNQOuDTFrtEvjxo66ma_IxVbLr5Ng_NmJmKe5exMFkI80qPVFc/s1600/him+and+her+and+me+WIP.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixXLRZFqXl2LFBVIU8EKBXC3T6Eh5kL1z3ybkMJC4-pfsdYj4thF_e9SP-DQaoDAuQywx8aFfdKq69W86GzSEeH7SaozNQOuDTFrtEvjxo66ma_IxVbLr5Ng_NmJmKe5exMFkI80qPVFc/s320/him+and+her+and+me+WIP.png" width="320" /></a></div>I had a lot of frustration with the guy's face (guys are SO much harder to draw than girls - girls are just so easy to make pretty) and those hands were killer. I originally was going to wimp out and just make the hands into mittens or something, but my friend <a href="http://erinsface.blogspot.com/">Erin </a>called me out on it and told me to draw the hands anyway. It was really hard and at one point my computer overheated and froze and I DIDN'T SAVE ANYTHING so I had to start over on the hands. Grr! But hey, it was worth it.<br />
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I actually didn't decide to flip the whole canvas until the very, very end. I think it makes it more poignant, so I'm glad I did.<br />
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I learned a lot about Photoshop from this and while it's made me more willing to work in Photoshop and I've got a better handle on using a tablet, I just hope that my next projects don't take as long.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-17341160573210982382011-03-20T22:04:00.000-07:002011-03-20T22:04:07.730-07:00apologies and an explanationSorry I haven't posted in ages. I haven't even posted art! Now THAT is lame sauce. So here, have a looksee at a picture I finished:<br />
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On another note, I have decided to postpone my application to the animation program. Instead of doing it in April, I'll be applying in August. I don't feel like I'm ready right now, and hopefully I'll be able to prepare all summer long.<br />
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Cheers!Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-91340351528738321192011-02-09T22:07:00.000-08:002011-02-09T22:07:36.998-08:00flour<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzUP48rsJD40ufg-Eg-RXq2zsg_XsJ3Iiwk7GiXSjMxlEfOpQutgX5AVyQH9gcYWruR3k-z1F4jd1A3drsabwb1ZjUpaZG_wtyYAIHeb3GRLe1-crqDIkFK8yhWCgPUfEWDGj9JAlFgs/s1600/patron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPzUP48rsJD40ufg-Eg-RXq2zsg_XsJ3Iiwk7GiXSjMxlEfOpQutgX5AVyQH9gcYWruR3k-z1F4jd1A3drsabwb1ZjUpaZG_wtyYAIHeb3GRLe1-crqDIkFK8yhWCgPUfEWDGj9JAlFgs/s400/patron.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-40205199904004519612011-02-08T21:28:00.000-08:002011-02-08T21:28:34.901-08:00Sketchy PooI was finally able to scan some sketches today! Yee haw.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bmJdGcEsCJBo1AFJp0VB5arhrWQvAtZcQslASKj9vr_jeeOX_J9IH1T6ZE1nXbu9AvF-wCGssPu0HIBI1L_7i7jZYjFZAXeqCGtK_oAHGO4fyNK03yaOb8djt4arW52oH2OqKBFKwow/s1600/sleepinggirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bmJdGcEsCJBo1AFJp0VB5arhrWQvAtZcQslASKj9vr_jeeOX_J9IH1T6ZE1nXbu9AvF-wCGssPu0HIBI1L_7i7jZYjFZAXeqCGtK_oAHGO4fyNK03yaOb8djt4arW52oH2OqKBFKwow/s320/sleepinggirl.jpg" width="233" /></a></div>Sorry about the bad quality of the scan, I'm still trying to figure out how to best scan drawings. And as for the lighthouse...I swear it wasn't crooked when I was drawing it...the lighthouse moved. I swear.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-47515319704623332382011-02-07T22:13:00.000-08:002011-02-08T21:51:41.602-08:00Crappy day for drawingMy animation didn't do so well as I hoped. Oh, well, at least there's do-overs!<br />
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Here, have an emo art. I can't draw at all today.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkbRFMmi7NlR38Cz6T4pcuebayLLdevCbNzj1i4NjBrTa4HB3dYwS1rApaWrniS4n-dXefMhjqykGcGoryKons2FpSMmT704V5Y8WcTMZ4lkQY1EO0wfA3ohDu9p6ObZ5hBkO_9TQx090/s1600/suck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkbRFMmi7NlR38Cz6T4pcuebayLLdevCbNzj1i4NjBrTa4HB3dYwS1rApaWrniS4n-dXefMhjqykGcGoryKons2FpSMmT704V5Y8WcTMZ4lkQY1EO0wfA3ohDu9p6ObZ5hBkO_9TQx090/s320/suck.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Emo Liesl: drawn in blue for extra mopiness!</span></div>Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-32790669068339338162011-02-06T22:52:00.000-08:002011-02-08T21:50:29.902-08:00Before the day endsI didn't draw for two hours today like I should've, dang it. But here, this is what I put on my other blog:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkzpSI47wwLNrNWCQkNYzAbTutbx02sSLwCS8uejGEA3RbpY44WlU3FsIPupg8AdG_3ZU_PYzzzuVFuMpPukQ2to-4fX8be1mGvAO9qxK8FbVw9-at0ssoSiPtalR2rhb0n16UTJJxPA/s1600/maniac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkzpSI47wwLNrNWCQkNYzAbTutbx02sSLwCS8uejGEA3RbpY44WlU3FsIPupg8AdG_3ZU_PYzzzuVFuMpPukQ2to-4fX8be1mGvAO9qxK8FbVw9-at0ssoSiPtalR2rhb0n16UTJJxPA/s320/maniac.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Oh, and I've been working on that one babysitting drawing I've been doing, too. I would show it to you, but I'm too lazy. Sorry.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-18434740461186385532011-02-05T22:56:00.000-08:002011-02-05T23:18:05.506-08:00What I worked on for 7 hours todayPretend there's a video animation of a bouncing ball I did for my class. Strangely enough, basketballs are extremely difficult to draw. I first did a basic outline of the animation and then drew nothing but CIRCLES AND ELLIPSES WHICH ARE THE DEVIL. Then when I finally finished animating, I saved it on Quicktime on a computer at school, copied it to a USB, and was dismayed to discover that I actually don't have Quicktime on my own laptop. Sigh. Sorry I can't give you an animation.<br />
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Here, have an exclusive self-portrait I drew in about 5 seconds. I value it to be about, oh, $200, more or less (probably less):<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq7ziOnLdiGdarkjGG0P6AlIUGY6xnB65eLUoYfCvVHgboNeAguEvalHi01fbcIah0wZkDKz27wPCqyQl4Po6QllmxfL9qpE8mdzmAWjl7SDy0IhYHeJzAhESDxNGlVXH_BitKZkGhQ-4/s1600/processed+sanity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq7ziOnLdiGdarkjGG0P6AlIUGY6xnB65eLUoYfCvVHgboNeAguEvalHi01fbcIah0wZkDKz27wPCqyQl4Po6QllmxfL9qpE8mdzmAWjl7SDy0IhYHeJzAhESDxNGlVXH_BitKZkGhQ-4/s320/processed+sanity.jpg" width="214" /></a></div>The first picture is a depiction of my brother and I after a fruitful night of studying at the library, me dancing to "Mrs. Robinson" that they play at the HBLL to kick you out when it closes at midnight. At least, this is the IDEALIZED version. The one below it is probably more accurate.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkezVdLFYc9RdPlK0lcQp5rD1uBCASFfx6ygqxKnd_yTLg2vh3DjVgeLZV0E3K7rHMiUiY91ecVwXbiWZ40W-lNaGca9enFDdQ91XYFL8BaXr1_l3tQTpKMNW0_z3AcP4P1zDx8rMpSyw/s1600/lousy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkezVdLFYc9RdPlK0lcQp5rD1uBCASFfx6ygqxKnd_yTLg2vh3DjVgeLZV0E3K7rHMiUiY91ecVwXbiWZ40W-lNaGca9enFDdQ91XYFL8BaXr1_l3tQTpKMNW0_z3AcP4P1zDx8rMpSyw/s320/lousy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>This one is actually from October 2010. Ugh, I cringe at the anatomy in this one. I drew this for a contest in a group I'm in on DeviantART (I got 2nd place, actually, but it's a growing artists group) in about two hours. It's supposed to be two of my brothers after a successful basketball and/or football game. Or any other sports game, really. The one on the right is my brother's wife, while I'm on the left, laughing at my brother. Man, I would totally redraw this if I wanted to...but getting 2nd place was good enough for me.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg12Ciwh27Olux2ZkYi56hOvU-iL2FLSE6f_uCMi3TbiDkdGYkG1R2hwZr-uP313PWVwuzZXuYdCCbyAyFRhldzU2-WynqyrGaM-S1k_hHho_r1OrbXrZRQf0C7dvB96R0kLebGV5ZR2eM/s1600/him+and+her+and+me+WIP.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg12Ciwh27Olux2ZkYi56hOvU-iL2FLSE6f_uCMi3TbiDkdGYkG1R2hwZr-uP313PWVwuzZXuYdCCbyAyFRhldzU2-WynqyrGaM-S1k_hHho_r1OrbXrZRQf0C7dvB96R0kLebGV5ZR2eM/s320/him+and+her+and+me+WIP.png" width="320" /></a></div>This one's my baby. I don't know if you can tell what's going on, but there's a hole in that girl's chest and she's holding her heart in her hand. This is also VERY much a work in progress. That guy is a killer to draw. Guys are hard to draw in general. I MUST KEEP PRACTICING.<br />
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Hopefully by the end of the week I'll be able to upload stuff from my sketchbook for my animation class. And then if all goes well, I can put up my SUPER EXCITING animation video of a bouncing ball! WAHOOLieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7947382788593001105.post-17959181321934583912011-02-04T09:25:00.000-08:002011-02-04T13:32:03.278-08:00Geez.It's a little-known fact that I want to get into <a href="http://animation.byu.edu/frontpage">BYU's Animation program</a>. Reasons why I don't usually bring it up in everyday conversation or on my other blog are as follows:<br />
<ol><li> I'm embarrassed because I've never considered myself to be particularly artistic. I'm a writer. A WRITER CANNOT BE AN ARTIST IT'S JUST NOT DONE. (Okay, that's totally false, but it's weird telling people I draw a lot. It's just weird for me, because most people are either A) surprised or 2) not surprised at all, which weirds me out because I'M weirded out that I do this. So should they be.) I have a difficult time getting past stereotypes and am constantly going through an existential crisis about my major.</li>
<li>Whenever I tell people I'm majoring in animation, they act like I just told them "I'm a top secret agent ninja who works in at least 20 different countries a year specializing in finding a cure for cancer while saving orphans and puppies - all while wearing a short skirt and <strike>a long jacket</strike> high heels. Oh, and when I eat curry and garlic I never get bad breath. And my hair is shiny and flawless." In other words, their reaction is, "HOLY CRAP THAT IS SO COOL." And then I feel like if I ever changed my major to something else or didn't get into the program, I would have failed them. So it looks like I STILL care too much about what people think of me.</li>
<li>Man alive, drawing is <i>hard. </i>I may or may not have talent in that area; that's not really what matters. What matters is that I have to bust my freaking butt over this stuff <i>every day, </i>drawing loads and loads of crap until I get <i>that one drawing </i>that actually <i>works </i>and that doesn't happen nearly often enough. I have to sift through LITERAL CRAP until I get to the good stuff. Well, not literal crap. That's disgusting. </li>
</ol>So then, since drawing is difficult, that also means I don't always find it very fun or enjoyable. And so that's where I'm also going through an existential crisis about my major because then I'm asking myself, "If I'm not having FUN, then why am I even IN this major? WHY???"<br />
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Here's why.<br />
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It's because art <i>is </i>hard. Because I want to get better at a skill I actually <i>didn't </i>grow up doing. I want to tell stories through art. I have a passion for stories, and I'm inspired by so many artists, especially comics as an art form. Animated movies and TV shows bring me just as much joy - if not more than - as live-action movies, and I have such a passion for stories. They changed my life. So maybe I can do the same for someone who likes my art, and maybe I can do that with animation.<br />
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Plus, there's nothing like the satisfaction of having successfully drawn something that communicates what I've been trying to get across.<br />
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So here's what this blog is here for:<br />
<ol><li>To get my art out there. I feel that with this blog, even if nobody reads it (I actually <i>really </i>hope nobody reads this), I will be motivated to keep a promise to myself to get my art on here every day. </li>
<li>To become a better artist. If I keep drawing every day, working on all things creative and anatomical and digital and traditional and animational, I'd BETTER improve or someone will have to pay. It'll probably be me.</li>
<li>To be free. Quite frankly, I'm sick of holding back on my other blog and caring too much about how many comments I get. In my private journal, I write about whatever the heck I want and I want to be the same with my art. I want to be happy even when my art is purely rough and ugly - not necessarily at ease, because I want to keep pushing myself - and I want to concentrate on what's more important than just getting pageviews or comments. Besides, if I change the layout and name of this blog 20 times, WHO CARES.</li>
<li>To yak about art. Whether it's about how hard drawing is and how much my art sucks or how an idea came into my head or what inspires me and what I love and hate about art, I want to talk about it. Because I clearly just don't talk enough.</li>
<li>To push myself. To PUSH PUSH PUSH and keep on truckin' and be inspired and all that crap. I want this to be my haven and to work harder than I have ever worked in my life. The application date: April 1st. Let's see if I can be BYU animation-worthy by then.</li>
<li>To have fun. It's kind of fun to see what kind of stuff I can pull out of my brain.</li>
</ol>Oh...and don't expect high-quality art on here. If you'd LIKE to look at high-quality art, please examine the blogs I've linked to on the sidebar. Now <i>those </i>people are skilled. <br />
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All clear? Good. The next entry will actually have art on it. And as I've mentioned before...don't expect great art. I'm just here to have fun.Lieslhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121645160394845862noreply@blogger.com