Process Junkie?

Posted in Commissions, Sketches on May 31st, 2010 by cecily

Maybe I am. I doubt it. But I am interested in how ideas change, evolve, devolve, flourish … it’s a state we rarely access as human beings. We focus on the product; the end product that was successful. Here’s a little evolution of a tattoo design. I haven’t reached the end product, because this is a collaboration between two people; myself and my friend who wants the design. I can’t guarantee that there will be a successful end product, but here’s where the ideas have gone.

Just a side note. The first drawing I’ve done of this design is missing and was done while I was camping. These drawings are what I recall from that drawing and moving it according to the client’s ideas.

Also, I captured these with my digital camera so I could upload them quickly to get feedback. They are, therefore, a little blurry.

drawing

more drawings

This is why I like having sketchbooks around. I like being able to practice, practice, perfect, refine, re-define, and work things out until I like where they are at. I recently stumbled on some studies of feet I’d done a few years ago and it reminds me that I need to do more of them, because these feet were pretty rad. Some people spend thousands of hours perfecting their ability to do something in Warcraft. I should be able to do at least that to get better at being an artist.

New Project

Posted in Painting, Portraits, Projects on May 29th, 2010 by cecily

A little, big project I’ve finally started to put together.

This particular one isn’t finished by any means, but a little look at where it’s at.

A Painting

What will they say …

Posted in Uncategorized on May 6th, 2010 by cecily

I wonder what people will say of my sketchbooks someday. Or will they? Either way, I don’t feel so bad about drawing miniscule bits of what will be paintings over and over and over again.

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Strategy in Progress

Posted in Painting, Projects on May 4th, 2010 by cecily

It’s going somewhere …

Gods, it feels like forever since I picked up a paintbrush.
It’s just a raw under painting, mind, but it’s better than nothing.  The horse she’s holding ought be fairly steam-punk by the time I’m done.