Week 12 Reflection

Painting: 6 hours
Drawing: 5 hours


At the beginning of the week, I started two oil paintings. I still need to work on them, but I'm so excited to be painting again. I also took Amanda's suggestion to draw onto my prints, and I really enjoyed it. I used oil pastel, and I'm actually much happier with some of them now. I feel like it brings them to life, and I want to keep experimenting with this. Obviously, working with color affects the feeling of the images, and I'm curious to know how they are perceived now. I'm looking forward to getting back to my studio to continue painting, printing, and drawing.

Week 11 Reflection

Drawing: 16 hours
Printing: 3 hours

I did this 6'x3' drawing for the all student show with oil pastels. I've been feeling restless lately, and I wanted to do something different. I had so much fun working large and playing with color. I continued with the grayscale pastel drawings, and ever since I started working on them last week, I've been feeling like I want to paint, and I can't get it out of my head. Yesterday, Larry Cressman mentioned that I could collage these drawings to get some interesting compositions, and I thought that would be a great possibility to explore.


I also did a couple of monotypes this week based on the pastel drawings. I tried using different values to divide the space. I had a lot of fun working on this plate, but I don't really care for the print that much. I just wasn't satisfied because it was an attempt to paint without actually painting. So I figure I might as well start painting and see what comes from it. I don't know how painting will tie in with the writing and printing, or if it even will, but I'm more concerned with doing what my gut tells me.

Week 10 Reflection

Drawing: 6 hours
Writing: 1 hour



I went home for a day last weekend, and it was interesting to look at my house now that I've spent so much time on this project. It was a short trip, but I did take some photographs while I was there. I was kind of wary about drawing from photographs, but I really enjoyed drawing all the shadows. When I was taking the photographs, I realized that certain areas of the house felt more important to me. I really loved photographing different angles of the stairs and of my bedroom upstairs. I was also drawn to the back entrance of my house. I think those areas hold more of my everyday memories than the rest of the house.

I also played around with another possibility for text. I used a set of rubber stamps to print this short letter. I'm not sure how I feel about this, but it is nice to see some text that is actually legible.


I really enjoyed the trip the museum, particularly the Whistler exhibit. His etchings and drypoints were beautiful, and I really loved the contrast he achieved through line.

Unfortunately, I didn't get as much work done this week as I wanted because I got sick, but I'm feeling better, and I'm excited to do more drawings. I also want to print some monotypes, and then start a large etching.

Week 9 Reflection

Working on plates: 4.5 hours
Printing plates: 2.5 hours
Drawing: 4 hours
Writing: 1 hour
Reading: 4.5 hours



I continued drawing this week, but started working at a larger scale. I read a perspective book to try and understand the basics of how to construct a space. It helped me think more critically about where I want the point of view to be before I start drawing. But it's still something I need to work on. The last image in this set is oil pastel instead of charcoal, and I really enjoyed the change.



Dear Cassie,

Remember those nights
lying parallel to each other
beneath the window?
I would burst into laughter,
no reason
except that silence seemed funny
with eyes open in the dark,
restless.
And you couldn't help it,
you had to laugh, too.

But not always.
Your eyes were murder
when I followed you around,
spying on you and your friends
until Maureen threw a shoe
at my head.
And still,
I did not relent,
always wanting so badly
to be you.

And at some point,
I think you started to like
sharing a room
with me.
We had so many fun days
together,
rearranging our beds,
and singing Britney Spears,
even after
she had stopped being popular.

And you'd jump on my bed
to wake me up
on weekends, and I'm still
not a morning person.
But then you left, and I slept
alone,
for four years,
with the upstairs
to myself.
Quiet.

And I missed your laughter,
those summer nights,
long ago, sleeping
in our underwear
with just a sheet, listening
to the fan click.
I still remember the soft,
morning light, dancing
across the slanted ceiling
when days were filled with nothing but
time.


I also continued to work on my aluminum plate, and I made another plate with the epistle poem above on it. It didn't work out, which I kind of expected, because dry-point is too fuzzy for text to be legible. If I want to print text on a plate, it will have to be etched, but I'm not sure if that is the solution, either.

After talking to Seth and Amanda on Tuesday, I've been thinking a lot about whether or not I want to make a book. Seth pointed out that books usually tell a sequential story, but there really isn't any specific order in my images. I feel like I've never been 100% into the idea of making a book, and I've finally admitted to myself that I don't really want to do it. I'm having so much fun making images and writing, and I don't want to force something that I'm not committed to. So I'm going to keep writing, drawing, and printing and see where things go.