14 hours unfed spent the last cents in my head
ha ha... blurry blurry week. tuesday, wednesday and thursday i've managed to keep a pretty good haze pretty much from about noon on through the rest of the day. it was like freshman in college blazed ryan. and the greatest thing is tho i may be forgetting where i put my keys alittle more right now, i managed to pull off all my work and pull it off well.
i went to my tuesday computer graphics critique really blazed and blew everyone out of the water. go figure a traditional illustration major who despises computer art and never really had any experience on the programs we're working on totally kicking the shit out of these kids that are trying to make a career out of it and got into the school based on their utilization of these programs. ahh... direct hit was a hit. nothing but praise for that logo. thanks to aaron and eric for letting me acheive that a by letting me revamp the old dewreckt hit records logo.
ahh... but the critique was hilarious. i mean i was pointing out shit left and right and getting really weird and deep and people were kind of looking at me like they didn't know what to say. but i did really well. :) horray for school.
i also got one lizard completely done for my fear and loathing in lv illustration. it's sweet, it's cracking alittle but it's sweet.
i finished my dafoe and he really kind of sticks out from everyone else's tho they're all kind of different. im proud of how it turned out.
the fucking drawing two teacher i fucking hate tho. he hates me too. i missed two classes already and he sent a fucking letter home to my parents stating that i've been missing class already. the fuckers already mentioned dropping the class to me. fuck that shit i turned in this huge drawing assignment a day late. what ever. i've got a little person vendetta with this guy i gotta settle.
my art histoy class is really proving to be amazing as far as filling the creative well. we just finished the rococo era of art which is around the time of 1600's i beleive. it's funny that we study the rococo as i go through this week. the rococo art is painting of nothing but guadiness and insanely casual sex ("all about the game of love" to put it properly). i've been using alot of symbols from the rococo in alot of my recent sketches. for instant there's this painting of a chick on a swing called the happy accidents of the swing (http://employees.oneonta.edu/farberas/arth/Images/110images/sl18_images/Fragonard_Swing.jpg) i dont know how to put a link in here. but back in the days of those big huge puffy skirts and dresses, women didn't wear underwear. so there's this chick on a swing and she's swinging high and in the bushes below is her mister looking up her skirt and pointing. but the weird thing about the rococo is that to the untrained eye it looks completely innocent and classy, just like a chick swinging and a dude laying on the ground watching her. an even closer interpretation of the painting shows that the chick is kicking off her shoes as she's on the swing and her kicking off her shoes shows that she's easy basically and one realizes there's a statue of venus the god of love behind them with a "jaculatory spray of trees" behind the statue. i ended up doing a sketch of a really scarry looking girl with her shoes next to her.
another peice of art i referenced this week is a painting in the new classical/mannerist style which we learned about yesterday. this guy did a painting of an old italian satire play. i forget the name of it but he has all the characters of the play taking a bow and this artist has this weird obsession with Giles the clown. the story of the play goes as follows. there are three main characters, Giles the clown whose tall, lanky and alittle on the holmley side but has this amazing heart and is totally in love with this chick called Columbine. Giles main character flaw is that he's so wrapped up in his lonliness and self misery that he doesn't notice that there are girls that like him, not nessicarily columbine but still none the less. then there's columbine a chick whose been hurt badly in the past and is now icey to all men and then theres a guy by a name the escaped me right now but he's like the epitomy of all asshole guys. he acts like he loves columbine but really just wants her as a trophy on his wall basically. he manipulates giles to write columbine love letters and the the jackass guy goes and puts his name on the love letters and tells columbine that the letters were written by himself. so at the end of teh story giles goes through all this huge pain becuase he truely loves columbine. columbine falls in love with the writer of the love letters which she beleives to the be jackass tho it's really giles thats writting them. giles love never gets proclaim and he dies miserable and lonely. i did a drawing of giles the clown. looking at the sketch you see a little caracter by the name of giles the clown but now you realize the meaning behind "giles the clown" you see the whole story and the reason why he's been drawn the way he is.
another little symbol one might look for is dogs. dogs are symbolism for loyalty. im waiting to use that one.
i love it. art history is the shit. i love referencing old paintings.
ahh... thats that as far as schools concerned.
drank last night and the night before.
i go home today at some point and deal with the stress of my family. and i regret to inform people that my streak on the anti smoking deal has been broken semi last night definately this morning. i bought a pack before i went home last night. didn't open them or anything just had them. i smoked this morning. the best smoke ever. but i can definately significantly cut back thanks to these jolly ranchers. im aiming for a quarter to a third of a pack a day.
is it time to go back into my reckless stage out here for alittle, keeping my only focus on school work? i dont know.
jim jam
ryan
i went to my tuesday computer graphics critique really blazed and blew everyone out of the water. go figure a traditional illustration major who despises computer art and never really had any experience on the programs we're working on totally kicking the shit out of these kids that are trying to make a career out of it and got into the school based on their utilization of these programs. ahh... direct hit was a hit. nothing but praise for that logo. thanks to aaron and eric for letting me acheive that a by letting me revamp the old dewreckt hit records logo.
ahh... but the critique was hilarious. i mean i was pointing out shit left and right and getting really weird and deep and people were kind of looking at me like they didn't know what to say. but i did really well. :) horray for school.
i also got one lizard completely done for my fear and loathing in lv illustration. it's sweet, it's cracking alittle but it's sweet.
i finished my dafoe and he really kind of sticks out from everyone else's tho they're all kind of different. im proud of how it turned out.
the fucking drawing two teacher i fucking hate tho. he hates me too. i missed two classes already and he sent a fucking letter home to my parents stating that i've been missing class already. the fuckers already mentioned dropping the class to me. fuck that shit i turned in this huge drawing assignment a day late. what ever. i've got a little person vendetta with this guy i gotta settle.
my art histoy class is really proving to be amazing as far as filling the creative well. we just finished the rococo era of art which is around the time of 1600's i beleive. it's funny that we study the rococo as i go through this week. the rococo art is painting of nothing but guadiness and insanely casual sex ("all about the game of love" to put it properly). i've been using alot of symbols from the rococo in alot of my recent sketches. for instant there's this painting of a chick on a swing called the happy accidents of the swing (http://employees.oneonta.edu/farberas/arth/Images/110images/sl18_images/Fragonard_Swing.jpg) i dont know how to put a link in here. but back in the days of those big huge puffy skirts and dresses, women didn't wear underwear. so there's this chick on a swing and she's swinging high and in the bushes below is her mister looking up her skirt and pointing. but the weird thing about the rococo is that to the untrained eye it looks completely innocent and classy, just like a chick swinging and a dude laying on the ground watching her. an even closer interpretation of the painting shows that the chick is kicking off her shoes as she's on the swing and her kicking off her shoes shows that she's easy basically and one realizes there's a statue of venus the god of love behind them with a "jaculatory spray of trees" behind the statue. i ended up doing a sketch of a really scarry looking girl with her shoes next to her.
another peice of art i referenced this week is a painting in the new classical/mannerist style which we learned about yesterday. this guy did a painting of an old italian satire play. i forget the name of it but he has all the characters of the play taking a bow and this artist has this weird obsession with Giles the clown. the story of the play goes as follows. there are three main characters, Giles the clown whose tall, lanky and alittle on the holmley side but has this amazing heart and is totally in love with this chick called Columbine. Giles main character flaw is that he's so wrapped up in his lonliness and self misery that he doesn't notice that there are girls that like him, not nessicarily columbine but still none the less. then there's columbine a chick whose been hurt badly in the past and is now icey to all men and then theres a guy by a name the escaped me right now but he's like the epitomy of all asshole guys. he acts like he loves columbine but really just wants her as a trophy on his wall basically. he manipulates giles to write columbine love letters and the the jackass guy goes and puts his name on the love letters and tells columbine that the letters were written by himself. so at the end of teh story giles goes through all this huge pain becuase he truely loves columbine. columbine falls in love with the writer of the love letters which she beleives to the be jackass tho it's really giles thats writting them. giles love never gets proclaim and he dies miserable and lonely. i did a drawing of giles the clown. looking at the sketch you see a little caracter by the name of giles the clown but now you realize the meaning behind "giles the clown" you see the whole story and the reason why he's been drawn the way he is.
another little symbol one might look for is dogs. dogs are symbolism for loyalty. im waiting to use that one.
i love it. art history is the shit. i love referencing old paintings.
ahh... thats that as far as schools concerned.
drank last night and the night before.
i go home today at some point and deal with the stress of my family. and i regret to inform people that my streak on the anti smoking deal has been broken semi last night definately this morning. i bought a pack before i went home last night. didn't open them or anything just had them. i smoked this morning. the best smoke ever. but i can definately significantly cut back thanks to these jolly ranchers. im aiming for a quarter to a third of a pack a day.
is it time to go back into my reckless stage out here for alittle, keeping my only focus on school work? i dont know.
jim jam
ryan