This Is The Title Because I Have Nothing Interesting To Say

More and more and more. The monkeys were pretty cute. A lot of them were like swinging around. If by any chance you guys visit the zoo, the exhibit to see is the spider monkeys.

The Polar Bear

Polar bear was actually pretty cute. There was a gang of geese, flock , whatever, but they were pretty brave to come up to us to see if we had food on hand.

More From The Zoo

Lesson learned from this day: tigers are freaking huge up close.

June 26th, First Time Zoo Drawings

Had fun with two friends a while back drawing some crazy animals. :)

Sketchy Sketchy! Moody Moody!

Current Mood: Foul

Nothing much to say today. Here's some sketches. I'm studying some Bridgeman's currently. Still working on structure and mass as well as trying not to tighten up my drawing when doing longer poses. The only thing I'm happy about is the profile view of the woman. I'm trying to get an clear understanding of the main differences between males and females and be able to communicate those differences.

And The Frustration Continues: Round Two

Yeah. This is my more recent stuff. Seems all the bad things that can happen to you when you don't want it to...happens. Personal issues and life's curveballs have been piling on top of me, so I'm trying to ignore it and just keeping myself preoccupied so that I don't think about these situations. It seems like my frustrations are just increasing. I need to take it easy for a while. Like I said, I don't get beat down. I get angry. Off to more life drawing. Hopefully I'll be more optimistic and less pissy in my future posts. Sorry if I'm upsetting anyone. I can't always be my crazy self it seems...

A note to myself though: start doing some drawings of other things besides boxes.

until next time

-jackie

Back To Basics - Massing

Boxes...Boxes...Boxes...

This was done a while ago, but the main reason for me posting it was to remind myself what I'm trying to accomplish this summer; not pretty pictures, but understanding of theories, processes, and as well, just getting into the habit of drawing.

The second post is of something I decided to just crap out in a minute during x-life. Terrible, yes, I know. It's up anyways as a constant reminder of why I'm working on faces and heads this summer. Back to Basics. Bridgeman...here I come. :S

Overwhelming Frustration Vs. Ongoing Ambition

Alright. So. These life drawings (which took forever to scan in since I had 18 x 24 newsprint on a 8 x 12 scanner)were done Tuesday, July 4th, with Shawn as the model. It was an odd, uneventful day. It was made better with my conversations on the way here to Seneca @ York with Shawn, but overall, I've been fairly disappointed with my progress in life drawing. I feel as if I'm just violently mashing conte or charcoal into my newsprint. Not only do I feel that I'm wasting valuable materials, worse still, I feel as if I'm not progressing the way I should be.

It feels as if all my frustrations are wrapping themselves around my tiny little brain. It's as if when I put down any lines, or think of different processes, my mind somehow always goes back to "what the hell am I doing?". I need rest, and I need to read some books. I'm not the type of person to give up so easily...I'm the type of person who uses anger as a tool to overcome my faults and weaknesses.

This is my mentality when I compete in sports; screw the poetry if it turns out that way:

I'm not lookin' too hot, so what the hell can I do?

Think. Just think.

Can I beat them? Of course I can...I've worked harder. I'm better. I'm stronger.

What fancy *bleep* can I pull out of my *bleep* to win? What do I know, that they don't know? What can I use to my advantage?

Most of all, how bad do they want it? Not as much as I do. I want that win. I want it bad....

* * * * * * *

and whenever I pumped myself up, usually, we always won. I think I'm going to use what works for me. In this case, I know I'm ambitious. I'm going to use that focus and drive to beat this mother effing life drawing. 'Scuse the french, but I'm going to kick it's ass. KICK ITS' ASS!