Wednesday, June 10, 2020

works in progress

Works in Progress

1. In a zine, I'd like to have a record of our (it's a secret for now) landmarks after two years of progress and growth. I want to re-experience the visual memories of our relationship, the emotions, the colors, and the places we went to during this time.

Utilizing the following skills I will be able to create most of the visual details myself, along with found photographs, postcards, magazine cutouts, and found scraps of paper:

- painting skills.

as portrayed below, i am an amateur painter with a basic understanding of shapes, color mixing, and shading. That being stated, this zine will be a process for me to learn about painting and grow as an artist.

- organization skills.

while I enjoy gathering images of a certain aesthetic or tone, I have yet to create an organized creation of my own, representing my own ideas and thoughts. Since this project is so particularly important to me, and due to its nature of being for someone else, I want to carefully consider what images will be portrayed in the work.

- inspiration.

I'm not sure why I struggle with this one so much, but it is so difficult for me to get myself to accept that I need examples and role models to follow my own creations off of. It's vital for artists to consider and evaluate the works of artists around them, especially in a critical manner, in order to grow themselves. I will research magazine articles, zines, and artistic creations on DeviantArt to find a sense of direction.

2. the powers that b

I feel like it's important for me to create this work of art since it's based on my loved one's favorite album, and I feel like they deserve to see it on a huge canvas. I haven't yet listened to the album, but perhaps I will when I begin the painting itself. I understand that it's an enormous undertaking, so I'm taking my time in approaching the canvas. It's been hung up in my backyard for a while now because I don't have the paints to begin yet. A canvas like that deserves patience and carefulness. I don't want to hurt it.


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