Another late post and another early morning writing?
I hope it's not gonna become a habit.
Anyways before I talk about what I hope to have for the December review. Let me just get these images out of the way.
All here? cool. Been playing around a bit so that's my excuse for a later blog post. These are just three of several combining attempts. I picked these three for display because they all have some element of interest that I would like to refine for a finished image.
For the review I really hope I can produce and be able to display some images that are refined on a technical level. Having loose sketches around my studio space has been fun. But what would be really nice is to have a couple images that I can use as a benchmark for the rest of the project. This is a journey of scenes and if I can't show my panel that the scenes are real..well..That would be disappointing.
I think that sums things up so back to work I guess?
( This writer is alright but can we have the guy who wrote longer press releases back? He sounded like he had something more involving to say.)
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
November 11 2012. Got nothing
Got nothing much to say.
Slowed down. Played more.
Rubber bands and bundled string make interesting brushes to use with Sumie ink.
Should be making more intentional images then I am.
Should at the same time avoid copying Yoji shinkawa's art style because that's just something you shouldn't do.
Should have made a better grant proposal. Of course I missed some minor details that I caught after the fact.
Should contact every IP student who is making a book for their final piece and should have us band together to create a special setting/show platform for our work. That way we can display or stuff proudly in one of the art galleries without having it be overlooked. Got this idea after learning that Colleen is heading down a parallel route as myself. Including similar current issues.
Shouldn't continue to post blog posts without images.
So I didn't
Shouldn't write this blog entry at 1:25 in the morning.
Help others to help ourselves.
Goodnight.
(the mind shuts down and the vessel is thankful for a moments rest)
Thursday, November 1, 2012
November 2, 2012 put your feet up and comptemplate
Work slowed down this week so I could reflect on what I have done and will do. This means of course that there have been less energetic waves of action but a silent lake allows one to understand the full effect of a single dropped stone. (what is the stone in this case? I'm not sure. I just wanted to complete the image)
This Grant and group critiques are like a rainstorm catching the traveler on the pilgrimage. Forcing you to seek shelter from an empty structure and spend time meditating.
...I was planning on talking about artists like Yoshitaka Amano and Yoji Shinkawa this week. About Ashley Wood and world war robot. Amano and Shinkawa being two artists I am once again intently observing due to the materials I currently explore... But that's not the important thing of this week..
I've said this week that my project is about taking the participant on a journey through something. And that will remain true..But to walk without reason is wandering. To plan every step is tourism..
I think I don't have a good reason why someone should take this journey. The grant has gotten to be a sticky issue as I continue to work on it. How do I ask for money when I cannot really speak towards the importance of it?
I believe I touched on a important distinction this week when contemplating Maureen's desire to enshrine meaningful moments people have with certain fabrics. I saw the quilt she envisioned as the container. The binding of a memory book. Her role was to create the framework to capture and expose these individual moments in a unique fashion. The quilt is not the work itself but the canvas holding anothers expressionistic oils... I believe that the journey I promote may be a similar structure. A device that will allow me to rest some thought or desire upon. I feel that I have been building a scaffolding of bamboo around an empty shell. Scaffolding has it purpose and everything I have worked on so far will carry me to the end. But now its time to sit down and contemplate what it is I am building towards. What direction I should travel.. Even if I am simply walking towards the warmth of a distant fire it is a direction of intent.
I don't know if I am using the proper language to explain my thoughts on this matter. I was accused not so long ago by a friend that I wrap myself in metaphors and make strange/clouded arguments by doing so. This blog post really is to just continue my personal reflection on what road to take next.
I hopefully will be able to arrange a small but intended journey for next weeks critiques.
I also feel a desire to write some fragmented poems or moments to complement it.
(A clouded head is a wonderful puzzle. You can squeeze and grasp the edges of the aether before you, but the golden center with its crystalline glow still denies you the nirvana that drives your thoughts pursuit. pressing hands into something weighted yet yielding so you may touch enlightenment.)
((needs a rewrite but that image might be something. but really now don't get food poison cause its not as glamorous as I make it out to be. I haven't painted a clear picture here and instead have used only the ghost of a watercolor frame))
This Grant and group critiques are like a rainstorm catching the traveler on the pilgrimage. Forcing you to seek shelter from an empty structure and spend time meditating.
...I was planning on talking about artists like Yoshitaka Amano and Yoji Shinkawa this week. About Ashley Wood and world war robot. Amano and Shinkawa being two artists I am once again intently observing due to the materials I currently explore... But that's not the important thing of this week..
I've said this week that my project is about taking the participant on a journey through something. And that will remain true..But to walk without reason is wandering. To plan every step is tourism..
I think I don't have a good reason why someone should take this journey. The grant has gotten to be a sticky issue as I continue to work on it. How do I ask for money when I cannot really speak towards the importance of it?
I believe I touched on a important distinction this week when contemplating Maureen's desire to enshrine meaningful moments people have with certain fabrics. I saw the quilt she envisioned as the container. The binding of a memory book. Her role was to create the framework to capture and expose these individual moments in a unique fashion. The quilt is not the work itself but the canvas holding anothers expressionistic oils... I believe that the journey I promote may be a similar structure. A device that will allow me to rest some thought or desire upon. I feel that I have been building a scaffolding of bamboo around an empty shell. Scaffolding has it purpose and everything I have worked on so far will carry me to the end. But now its time to sit down and contemplate what it is I am building towards. What direction I should travel.. Even if I am simply walking towards the warmth of a distant fire it is a direction of intent.
I don't know if I am using the proper language to explain my thoughts on this matter. I was accused not so long ago by a friend that I wrap myself in metaphors and make strange/clouded arguments by doing so. This blog post really is to just continue my personal reflection on what road to take next.
I hopefully will be able to arrange a small but intended journey for next weeks critiques.
I also feel a desire to write some fragmented poems or moments to complement it.
(A clouded head is a wonderful puzzle. You can squeeze and grasp the edges of the aether before you, but the golden center with its crystalline glow still denies you the nirvana that drives your thoughts pursuit. pressing hands into something weighted yet yielding so you may touch enlightenment.)
((needs a rewrite but that image might be something. but really now don't get food poison cause its not as glamorous as I make it out to be. I haven't painted a clear picture here and instead have used only the ghost of a watercolor frame))
Friday, October 26, 2012
October 26th 2012. Abstract yoga bends.
Work achieved
Even more sketches (including a very weird elephant. Don't have an idea where that came from..its not like Ganesha was a recent topic.)
Started to play around with some of the abstract pieces in Photoshop. I think this might become a parallel collection.
This one isn't really changed that much..but I'm wondering how it would look printed large scale or redrawn in white conte.Otherwise..ehh.
Not quite feeling these. But just started and it really wasn't that much of an investment.
Anyways I really enjoyed the yoga break. I said it there but it really was a fun chance to change pace and play creatively. I've always wondered why the school doesn't push for more collaborative moments. (to be clear I'm talking about finished works by group effort. Not individual works that have received a peers eye and advice.) At any rate I wouldn't mind having another such session in the 2nd semester to relieve what will no doubt be a stressful period.
The project moves forward.
Next week I'll take some time and talk about other artists and what they do that interests me. I will also continue to use sumie ink but also branch out into other mediums to help take certain potential images to the next stage.
oh and to a certain someones previous question. Ran, Kagemusha and in my opinion "the best film ever made"- Seven Samurai.
And on a side note Count Orlok and the live organ are the only things I can recommend people should go to Nosferatu for. They are the two elements that still remain strong after all this time.
("Write something bad, something awful that you
would never want to show to anyone. That's your challenge for the day.
Start there. Tomorrow, do it again." - Jonathan Coulton on solving
writers block.)
Thursday, October 18, 2012
October 18th 2012 -- Pix plz?
alright so this feels like there's really not that much to say this week. While I didn't really do as many sketches as last time (and yes I did more than just those few images last time. The wall shall be filled I tell you!) I now have a new favorite sketch come out of the break. I just...Can't show you it right now cause its locked away on my PC right now..The same PC whose mouse decided to finally squeak no longer and whose replacement is still on its way from amazon. But anyways.. the Sketch has some nice depth to it and I'll upload a copy when I can.
I'm just gonna use this space instead to say that the power city performance of Ionesco's "Rhinoceros" was wonderful. The football game made me feel sorry for Illinois fans who made the trip up to the rain soaked blow out. And watching Kurosawa films back to back provides for a full but satisfying evening.
Next week will likely involve a similar brief blog posting. But with photographs.
(K thx bye)
I'm just gonna use this space instead to say that the power city performance of Ionesco's "Rhinoceros" was wonderful. The football game made me feel sorry for Illinois fans who made the trip up to the rain soaked blow out. And watching Kurosawa films back to back provides for a full but satisfying evening.
Next week will likely involve a similar brief blog posting. But with photographs.
(K thx bye)
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Oct-10-2012 Late post is late
Do I feel like I've been putting in the work hours this time? Yes. Do I feel like the time I've spent loosely sketching ideas has moved my project forward? Yes. Do I know what this direction will culminate in? Not yet...and I'm cool with that.
Breaking myself away from previous ideas just to sketch and explore in a wild abandon has been above all fun. Starting to sketch without an idea in my head as to what I'm creating and have something apparate a short period of time has been great. I do not know where these individual ideas will transect. Nor do I know when they will do so. For now my goal is to simply continue in this direction and have the pieces answer for me. I have to thank Cogswell for giving me the small push needed to venture into this process. With time I hope we both can be proud of the result. Whatever it may be and become.
(your gonna need a lot more pins...)
Friday, October 5, 2012
Friday 5th of October. Oh for @*!& sake!
Work achieved
Sketches branching into high fantasy, more colony ship setting, etc.
Created a new story introduction.
Focused on the idea of Chop Suey
........Failed to take photos of the sketches that now hang on my walls for this blog entry AND now only have a physical copy of my introduction to the chop suey graphic novel.
Did not achieve 12 hours of extra work outside of class. Pretty sure of this. Sketches branching into high fantasy, more colony ship setting, etc.
Created a new story introduction.
Focused on the idea of Chop Suey
........Failed to take photos of the sketches that now hang on my walls for this blog entry AND now only have a physical copy of my introduction to the chop suey graphic novel.
Le sigh- This week could have gone better. Being sick didn't help. Having my computer delete my copy of chop suey doesn't help. Not having images of my sketches doesn't help...And this was the week that caused me to abandon the video game... Board games are still in but my focus isn't on that. This absurdest graphic novel which should give me both a narrative and artistic freedom to toss in whatever I find interesting in the moment is.
Here let me instead post what passes for a proposal draft for chop suey instead.
Patrick Holloway
Proposal v0.1
(subject matter is…subject to sudden changes at a moments notice)
Hello and welcome! You will soon be holding in your hands a copy of
“Chop Suey- the graphic novel”
Chop Suey is an illustrated adventure through the bizarre, ironic, and amusing tales
of the recently departed. It begins with someone unfortunate enough to board and
depart Charon’s riverboat. Being swept along by various circumstances he finally
arrives at The Last Table. An absurdly large open aired food cart run by Death itself!
My intention is to sweep the reader along through the personal musings and stories
of Deaths patrons. I believe it will provide me a wonderful framework to twist the
story to whatever suits my current taste. By framing my story as the final meal at
the end of life I can touch on countless themes, be it regret, true wisdom, the things
that bring us together and, of course death.
And the entire thing will be strange! I plan to leverage and splice together many
bizarre elements that I have been exposed to. Chop Suey is a dish made out of the
combination of various leftovers a chef has towards the end of a shift. Much like
that dish, I will be leveraging many interests of mine and hopefully serve something
wonderful from the concoction. Where else will you find a fully armored samurai
sitting down and delicately enjoy a crème brulee?
The core framework of Chop Suey comes from my personal travels. Let explain
using my most recent and expansive. Chop Suey owes its heart to Shanghai.
Having spent 8 weeks in china I couldn’t help but be influenced by the life I lived
in Shanghai. I met and befriended strangers with unique stories and lives. Unique
lives such as Jeremiah Kiplagat of Kenya to “bubble” from Datong, China. I ventured
forth and explored the night markets and their tantalizing food vendors. Savoring
everything from the wonderful kebabs to an adventurous experience with a
scorpion. This idea of arriving someplace and sharing in these little moments is
a wonderful one. I think this project needs to be executed simply because of the
moments I experienced and the stories that are born from them. I feel that they have
a weight to them that can help broaden your view of the world at large. Toss in the
absurd humor death would surely bring to the experience and there you have it.
Of course I cannot have death be a character in my novel without 1 st paying tribute
to the wonderful author Terry Pratchett and the wonderfully strange and classic
film the Seventh Seal by Ingmar Bergman. Bergman created a personification of
death that was a present character in the film. Death proved to have a dark sense of
humor, was crafty and imposing without motion. (He was also a master of chess!)
This was a movie that broke the mold and made death someone who could be
spoken with. To be pleaded with. To say things needed to be said in the narrative
from a unique perspective. Death in the seventh seal was so much more alive
than just a skull in a cloak that reaps a lot. Terry Pratchett in turn took the death
personified from Bergman and made him absolutely hilarious. He also made
death the hero of the diskworld. Death did his job but was such an understanding
character that you can’t help but support him as he does his job. So I undoubtedly
will owe Pratchett a paycheck or at least a heart felt thanks for his interpretation of
ends specter.
But that is a worry for another day. And while any fan of the diskworld novels will
likely enjoy what I am attempting to create. It is designed to be open to anyone who
enjoys the absurd and the poignant. May you soon dig in and enjoy.
("Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets"-Queen)
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets"-Queen)
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