In recent weeks I’ve fallen victim to the unavoidable pull of Pokémon Go. I know, I know. Everyone’s playing, and it’s really creepy when random strangers point their phone cameras at you. But childhood dreams really do come true, and now I can now try my hand at catching these mystical creatures IRL. It would only be natural that somehow it would permeate my sketchbook. While AR makes the gameplay a little more realistic compared to the experience in a Gameboy Color or a 3DS, I still wonder what these creatures would look like if they were adapted to our world. Would they resemble certain already existing animals? I decided to mess around with two of the Pokémon already in my possession, and thought about the possibilities for their existence in our world. In the end, they look like illustrations for children’s books. Oh well.
I’m not one to dwell too much in the past, but sometimes when I get stuck, I like to look through old sketchbooks. Lately I’ve been enjoying the horrors that are my old college sketchbooks, back when I was taking introductory art courses and painting. A lot of it was more visual exploration, whereas the pages from my sketchbooks from graphic design coursework had more notes and thumbnail sketches. All of them are a little embarrassing, with student angst-filled pages ranting about sleep-deprivation, and hopes of a better life post-college. Heh.
I’ve got a few less embarrassing throwbacks, and some current ideas I’m still fleshing out.
We’re flying in from Chicago today after a good week up there. It did rain a little in the beginning, but overall it was a really fun trip. For now, here’s a few recent pages from the sketchbook.
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted any sketchbook pages. I’ve been keeping busy since the beginning of this year, working on projects offline. I had to take a step back and really think about the direction I’m trying to go with this blog. I don’t have cool recipes or little gleaming nuggets of advice, and all the graphic design/personal branding advice I know of can already be found on other blogs. For now I’ll just share work while I get my portfolio up and running. Posting three times a week was already a lot for me, so I’ll be posting organically once a week. I’ll be here on Fridays. It might be travel photos, it might be sketchbook pages, hopefully WIP photos from a few things I’ve been working on. Maybe along the way, there might be mistakes in all of this. Either way I hope I can share this entire learning experience with you; sometimes things like finding a voice can take time.
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Sometimes I feel an unexplainable absence for places I’ve long forgotten.
It’s more like a single spread. I’ve been trying to take a more organic approach to getting my sketchbook pages done, because it’s more honest and less stressful on my part.
Anyway, I love drawing girls. I also love exploring ways to draw hair. I’ve heard it said that hair (on our heads) is often one of the best accessories, and I find it intriguing when there are cultural implications behind the way we choose to wear our hair. Although I enjoy seeing the ways we style and color our hair, I believe that the hair a woman was born with—natural texture and color—is the most beautiful on her. But that doesn’t mean that I haven’t toyed with the possibility of coloring my own hair. Options, you know?
I know, I didn’t post anything last Sunday. I didn’t have any pages ready (except for the spread below), nor any Easter candy. However, this week was different. I actually had the time to take out my swipe file and make a huge mess on my kitchen counter without freaking out that I’d have to clean up before dinner.
But I still miss my Easter candy stash.
I’m a fan of Austin Kleon. Although I have yet to read Show Your Work!, I’ve found his two other books, Steal Like an Artist and Newspaper Blackout inspiring. Sometimes when I’m pressed for ideas, I like to make newspaper blackout poetry visually interpret it. The whole idea is to take newsprint and redact it to create something new and interesting from the words that remain.
For additional information and how-to’s, visit the official site: newspaperblackout.com
A few years ago, in a book arts class I took in school, one of our first in-class assignments involved not learning a new binding stitch, but painting splotches. Our instructor read us a few prompts, and took a few minutes to pause in between while we mixed and applied our colors. The whole point of the assignment was to interpret some sort of narrative solely through color, devoid of brush gesture as an influence. It set the tone for our class, in learning not only the practical art of putting together books, but using them as an artistic medium through which to carry out a narrative.
I wish I knew the source of this exercise, but it was fun to revisit years later.