Couple annoying and amusing thoughts that have been continually poking around my head the past month; one is that you really don't need to know how to draw to be an artist anymore, which kinda bugs the shit out of me since I'm always trying to learn (and teach) to draw better, though looking at my own work I probably should count my blessings and just shut the hell up.
And two; even though I'm supposed to have all this experience I still "waste" incredibly insane amounts of time working on something that really isn't all that great of an idea to begin with, and furthermore stubbornly refuses to materialize into what I originally envisioned. If I wasn't an artist I guess that would bother me a lot more, but beyond the frustration and resultant perseverance, that's part of the process, and is the single-most driving factor that keeps me bent over the sheet of paper hour after hour, day in day out, year after year. It would get boring real quick if I ever do find myself plateau-ing into a rote creative complacency and effortlessly create exactly what I "see." Case in point being this pen & ink demo I did in class weeks ago of a musk ox impersonating the famous Marilyn Monroe pose:
"The footage of Monroe's dress billowing over a subway grate was shot twice: The first take was shot at Manhattan's Lexington Avenue at 52nd Street and the second on a sound stage. The sound stage footage is what made its way into the final film, as the original on-location footage's sound had been rendered useless by the over excited crowd present during filming." - Wikipedia entry

It might actually also confirm the working hypothesis I employ on occasion; putting on the "funny" prescription glasses and seeing the world all around you filtered through those distorting lenses puts everything into perspective. After total immersion in this habit of viewing the world as fodder for one big joke it becomes instinctual and reflexive, much to annoyance of the serious people in your life. Maintaining that outlook/illusion is a skill that can be a chore considering the undue influence reality tends to impose on one's activities throughout a normal day, but cultivating such an attitude has its own rewards. Mind you, that's entirely relative for an artist, as I'm sure they've incarcerated or institutionalized folks for entertaining similar visions ... one reason I try not to laugh out loud in public.
And, as per the last post, all this week's scheduled class field trips got rained out, and for one of them we huddled in the back room of the Creamer's Field visitor center for a couple fruitless hours in hopes of the weather letting up, to no avail; but the day wasn't entirely a loss as we did get a chance to sketch some specimens. One of which I did (yet another) pen & ink demo on: a detailed foot of a raptor (golden eagle). Of course later on I just had to go ahead and mess it all up by adding on another element...
I think this is the first time I've actually incorporated my two different styles of drawing into one panel, plus it's one of the few times I've ever used a computer font in place of my usual hand-lettering, which a bit more effective in imparting that cheesy glossy-brochure touristy flavor (lingo culled from remixing a dozen sightseeing tour-guide websites' verbage).
Nice little >poot< action too...
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