Here are some of my first projects. They are my first attempts, my first mistakes, and I have to say I’m pretty happy with the results. Not to mention I just like it. I am watching tutorials and practicing more. While I am happy with these I know I have a long way to go. Assuming my computer can take it- sometimes I was limited in my details and subdivision because of my computer. Oh well. I am trying to learn some methods around this for efficient geometry and models.
It’s also helped me realize how far I have to go in anatomy study (that it’s basically a lifetime of learning) and it has helped me progress with anatomy, even with the little I have done so far.
We had to do a self portrait on toned paper using white and one other color for anatomy class this week. I decided I wanted to brave charcoals, even though I’ve only used them maybe 3 times, and that was at least 5 years ago…
So it was a learning experience. Of course it was. I didn’t realize for some reason that ribbed paper was indeed ribbed… even if one side looked smoother. So I had a bit of paper texture to work with… so from the start I saw I had go with a “rough look.” (Yes, I could have bought more paper, but… art student budget, ya know?)
I also didn’t realize that my white charcoal wasn’t as soft as I wanted… so, I guess yet another way to make it look rough right?
And I kind of lost my face in the charcoaling of my sketch… As you can see, I found it with some success again. Just, it’s not what it was, which is disappointing.
I also discovered that charcoal doesn’t like to stick to waxy color pencils that I used for the sketch underneath. I know now!
So, now that I’ve ripped up my work what’s left right? Actually, I like this over all. It was all experimental. I didn’t play it safe. I was brave. I did my best. I did something I probably wouldn’t have otherwise.
I think it was good for me and it turned out half decent! I ripped it up so you could kind of time travel through the struggle with me- not because I was scared to show you something I thought was imperfect. It was a fight and I wanted you to know that, so you could feel my sense of recklessness, struggle, and “hey, that didn’t turn out so bad.”
Maybe I should experiment more often ya know? Especially with digital media… ohgoshshootmenowherecomesthepain!