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Some attempted self-portraits from Anatomical yesterday.

I like it. But it doesn’t look like me.

Also reaffirmed that for things like faces where detail can make the face look too alien (at least for me?), working with vine charcoal as opposed to pencil is much more forgiving.

I then attempted to do one while holding my bangs back, soon realizing I couldn’t do so AND draw with my right hand. So, I attempted the 21st century solution used by teens everywhere: take a cellphone photo. Of course, I didn’t get the angle I wanted. See below:

Lol.

Recent work from anatomical drawing:

I’ve done a bunch of work I’ve been really pleased with this semester, but have been lax about documenting and posting. Here’s some more of it:

“Use gestures to express emotion.”

I have also spent the semester producing Bad Paintings so far in my Beginning Painting class, appropriately. There’s something I really enjoy about the act of painting, but there’s also something I just can’t yet seem to grasp. Bye, GPA.

Here’s a particularly Bad one for an assignment in which we have to copy an impressionist painting. Mine: Monet’s Poppy Field’s in Argeuntil. Not really my favorite sort of thing. I’ve been trying to find some joy in abusing the canvas and my paint and experimenting with brushstrokes.

But it really just looks like color vomit.

Some more sketchbook:

So, I really really really love Depeche Mode’s “I Want You Now,” but I am also fully aware of how ridiculous it would be to express that fully. As evidence, I scrambled the words and drew myself in the equally ridiculous dress I plan on wearing this Friday to dance to “Careless Whispers.”

GPOY. (I only just learned that acronym.)

Thanks to whoever or whatever kept my Dad away from the Pentagon 10 years ago. To be unpoetic and unpolitical, the last decade would have really sucked, otherwise.

Some work from the beginning of the semester in Anatomical Drawing.

This semester, I’m really interested in not only improving my technical skill but also creating finished pieces and learning to make more purposeful lines.

This last one is several feet tall.

Drawing from one of our last sessions in anatomical – surprising and completely spontaneous, seeing as how I find faces terrifying (to draw. In all other contexts, I like them quite a bit.) Hopefully this will happen again some time.

It’s the end of the semester! Well, it actually was last week. Here are some of the final drawings from my Anatomical Drawing class.

Thank goodness.

I don’t feel like continuing to wax poetic about the supposed zenith of the Mongol empire, so here are some sketches from a few weeks back.

Some ~quality~ photos, courtesy of my phone, from a few weeks ago in Anatomical Drawing.

At the bottom right, you can see…

….my third assignment for class. (the above is an in-progress shot)

S0mething a little more recent, that butt in the top right is by yours truly.