There are only a couple
weeks left in this semester. I'm still questing provision to audit a
drawing are beginning art class at Salt Lake Community College which
is just down the street from my apartment. However, the burn and
desire has about fizzle out. The little rinky-dink system of a
college over there is pretty much worn me down to the point where
apathy has set in. I'm going to make a few more attempts to see if I
can email a request to add an instructor to see if I can find a seat.
Actually, this is a great idea and I wish had only thought of it
earlier.
I've been drawing more
donkeys recently. I like driving donkeys driving donkeys on the few
things they seem to be able to draw with a little training or no
training I have had. The past couple weeks I've had a nagging
suspicion that maybe I do not need art instruction right now it's not
ever. I'm beginning to fear that by learning how to draw correctly I
will lose my edge and my donkeys will go from darling to just plain
donkeys accurately drawn and looking how a donkey should look as they
should look, as near a photograph as possible. Learning to draw
appropriately may drain the angst out of my system leaving
pathetically drawn accurately and correct donkeys from the Wild
Kingdom. As I've drawn donkeys as last week or so I tried to watch
myself. I'm dominant right handed however, due to the accident have
forced by known dominant side (left) to act as my dominant side. My
right side came back weaker than my left side. If I really want to
produce something halfway recognizable I will use both hands to make
my marks. Many times my donkeys are minimal or minimalistic. I think
I can actually do some minimalistic drawing with only less than 12
lines. And up with a quasi-Picasso like drawing. Many times I've and
that drawing donkeys quench the angry and sometimes daemonic. I don't
know why these donkeys appear the way they do. I used to hate the
drawings I produce. I tend to use black drawing pens. I do like a red
and I have a number of I guess they are pastel but with a colorful. I
even considered not drawing at all. The renderings I would make with
the black ink or marker frightened me. However, I noted a number of
Dutch artists/commercial artists tend to make marks on as menacing
and then dark is mine. Seeing the renderings of these artists take a
major weight off my shoulders. Perhaps my drawings were not as
psychotic as I thought.
I love my donkeys, I love
the fact that my donkeys have attitude.I love my donkeys just the way
they are. Maybe I don't need in our course, I know what I want to
draw. Maybe what I need is a place on campus and a feeling of
belonging. I want to wear long-sleeved T with MY college's logo on it.
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