Tonal mass is hard
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Quote of the day: As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an attorney,
as your French crown for your taffeta punk, as Tib's
rush for Tom's forefinger, as a pancake for Shrove
Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his
hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding queen
to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the
friar's mouth, nay, as the pudding to his skin. (All's Well That Ends Well, William Shakespeare)
Arrgh! Toned paper again today. We did a "long" pose (class period is only an hour and forty minutes total and we have set up and break down/clean up to figure in so long is a relative thing. Anyway, arrgh arrgh arrgh! And again I say arrgh.
I was doing okay, but my figure was a bit small, probably still is, even though I "erased" what I had and worked a bigger figure. Arrgh! That really says it all.
He's going to have Aubrey resume the same pose on Thursday and we'll continue. I'm going to concentrate on getting the shadows to break properly. That will make a big difference in my outcome.
I feel like it's one step forward and three steps back.
And those damned seated poses, they're hard. Oh, hell, it's all hard.
I actually got over to Fed-Ex, um, yesterday, oops, and finally got the latest homework downloads (latest as of Thursday last, oops) run out and worked on the one, a standing female. Got pretty far with it actually. The drawings are both by Prud'hon.
We're supposed to work on the other one for this Thursday. We'll have a self portrait to work on over the weekend but he hasn't given us instructions on it and he said, quite definitely, to hold off until he does.
He complimented me, my work in general, muchly when we met in the corridor post class. I said thanks but that it was so frustrating and he said, that's art. It's always frustrating. Couldn't agree more. Arrgh!
as your French crown for your taffeta punk, as Tib's
rush for Tom's forefinger, as a pancake for Shrove
Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his
hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding queen
to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the
friar's mouth, nay, as the pudding to his skin. (All's Well That Ends Well, William Shakespeare)
Arrgh! Toned paper again today. We did a "long" pose (class period is only an hour and forty minutes total and we have set up and break down/clean up to figure in so long is a relative thing. Anyway, arrgh arrgh arrgh! And again I say arrgh.
I was doing okay, but my figure was a bit small, probably still is, even though I "erased" what I had and worked a bigger figure. Arrgh! That really says it all.
He's going to have Aubrey resume the same pose on Thursday and we'll continue. I'm going to concentrate on getting the shadows to break properly. That will make a big difference in my outcome.
I feel like it's one step forward and three steps back.
And those damned seated poses, they're hard. Oh, hell, it's all hard.
I actually got over to Fed-Ex, um, yesterday, oops, and finally got the latest homework downloads (latest as of Thursday last, oops) run out and worked on the one, a standing female. Got pretty far with it actually. The drawings are both by Prud'hon.
We're supposed to work on the other one for this Thursday. We'll have a self portrait to work on over the weekend but he hasn't given us instructions on it and he said, quite definitely, to hold off until he does.
He complimented me, my work in general, muchly when we met in the corridor post class. I said thanks but that it was so frustrating and he said, that's art. It's always frustrating. Couldn't agree more. Arrgh!