Ink

Jul 18, 2007 22:55

After reading Lynda Barry's "One! Hundred! Demons!" I started playing with a Japanese brush and ink set that Mez's mother gave us some time ago. It has sat in the garage untouched until this morning when I brought it in to play with. From what I know, Lynda Barry's demons came out of a Zen exercise as seen in the painting of the same name by Hakuin Ekaku.

I practiced playing with the brush by drawing the alphabet and making random strokes. It was like watercolor, something I haven't touched in over fifteen years.

I decided to paint some demons. Naturally, I started with Cleo:




Cleo and Lydia:




Then I went cartoony:




Then I started asking variations of Barry's two questions "Is this good?" and "Does this suck?" and realized I was defeating the purpose of the whole damn thing so I stopped. It's supposed to be fun. Don't worry about results. I was having fun for a bit but then I began to worry about results, and that's a no-no. (PRETENTISENSITIVE ARTIST ALERT) I get so choked up when I want to draw that I just don't draw anything, and often I can't draw when anyone is around, even Mez. This needs to stop, and I hope that by trying to do something that is fun for the sake of fun without worrying about results will change things. We'll see. I'll be playing again tomorrow.

-- Schwa ---

I need better paper. This cheap stuff bunches up.
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