tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65967841665140965682024-03-06T11:00:53.954+11:00smackillyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-31901239338941409072011-01-16T22:52:00.004+11:002011-01-16T23:06:44.399+11:00Defunct!This is the end.<br /><br />I'm no longer updating this page, it's been over a year since I last posted and my creativity (visual arts, at least) levels are at like 1.75% post-school. I feel like I've had the life sucked out of me. I still appreciate art, and maybe one day I'll get back into it. But now when I try I just can't manage to concentrate long enough to work.<br /><br />So this is good bye, and thank you if you've ever commented or followed or enjoyed this blog.<br /><br />Ps, <em>a few links to things you may enjoy</em>:<br /><ul><li><a href="http://illy93.deviantart.com/">http://illy93.deviantart.com/</a> - if I do post anything, it will be located at this website. In fact it's probably got a lot more recent material than is on this page, so feel free to take a gander.</li><li><a href="http://asilentyouth.blogspot.com/">A Silent Youth</a></li></ul>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-48977673916602114722009-10-27T19:21:00.008+11:002009-10-27T19:47:48.667+11:00Reverie<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIpdi6ERcEtmH0ZeT4r1AaV-lwFMUDtsv7rg0AEoVLNW70L6YMrHU_9sRSEBstBKgmXHkuashDWJ9XlWCTA1DuYkxCu2byqaCGIlSx8gNnEU3-F9M-ggZZc1_rljRvVw4VtNLMDR5N_ApT/s1600-h/both1a1a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397198522704486274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIpdi6ERcEtmH0ZeT4r1AaV-lwFMUDtsv7rg0AEoVLNW70L6YMrHU_9sRSEBstBKgmXHkuashDWJ9XlWCTA1DuYkxCu2byqaCGIlSx8gNnEU3-F9M-ggZZc1_rljRvVw4VtNLMDR5N_ApT/s320/both1a1a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Reverie</em> - glue, paper and image, edited and computer generated.</span></p><div align="center"></div>I have been dying to participate in Inspire Me Thursday again for months, but simply haven't gotten around to it. Life is hectic, as usual. But this week - today in fact - I finally found use for the image of Mademoiselle Caroline Rivière that was posted as the week's prompt.<br /><br />I was stumped looking at this old oil painting, thinking I'd have never been able to interpret or appropriate the image as my own creation. I'm not much of a collage artist, so that was out the window. And I just couldn't be bothered drawing it and stuffing that up.<br /><br />Then, quite by accident really, this afternoon I stumbled across a list of surrealist techniques on Wikipedia. Whilst looking at some of the awesome things surrealists do, I discovered the idea of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surrealist_techniques#Cubomania">"Cubomania"</a>. Basically, a photograph or any other image is cut up into small squares. It is then arranged in a manner that aims not to reconstruct the image but rather dissect it, thus scattering complex visual language that may have otherwise been unseen. The eye catches bits and pieces of the composition it would otherwise have overlooked.<br /><br />So that's exactly what I did. I downloaded the image of Mademoiselle Caroline Rivière from the link on flickr provided within the IMT prompt, then cropped the image and drew up its squares. After having crafted all the lines, the squares where cut, as was a piece of paper to size of the cropped image. I arranged the squares in quite a randomised fashion, then scanned it onto my computer.<br /><br />From there, I edited the image. I changed the colour to a monochromatic scale. Then, reproduced the image in a flipped fashion - the original image resting beside it - in order to create more interest.<br /><br />And there you have it, a day dream, a strange reverie created by me and inspired by Madame Rivière.illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-51443848768107661102009-10-24T16:24:00.003+11:002009-10-24T16:41:19.544+11:00Mother and Son<p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396037244668624370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoXyIHleI_Nzt0om3NNvVODtdAyO2u980kZjixKwrrkLWCaW6aIcPuo1S8olDg28TcuMxbZpgfgfoLKX2g7VJ4rGr_suZ19PdZ3Qh3o4a_wY08dTMvyAPloQQdwyy8CzFR7HpmXCmr6Oks/s400/Mother+and+Son.JPG" border="0" /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>"Mother and Son"</em> - 2B, 4B and 8B graphite on litho paper</span><br /></p><p align="left">I finally completed this artwork "Mother and Son" Thursday night, after many hours of sketching and shading. It was due in on Friday as it's my year 11 major work. I'm quite ecstatic to say I got full marks for it, 25/25.</p>This is based on a legal case involving a mother and son who murdered the husband/father in their family after enduring his abuse for many years. It was said that the mother and son shared a strange and incredibly strong psychological connection, and that the killing was a promise to the son from the mother.<br /><br />I didn't want to portray the act of the murder (they drugged him and decapitated him with a tomahawk they bought from K-Mart, in case you're interested). But rather, show the twisted individuals who felt they had to kill to be freed from such oppression.illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-74002371226182459652009-10-06T21:49:00.004+11:002009-10-06T22:06:27.013+11:00Sugarcandy Mountain<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7pibcnQk9Df9iykqXske9YsTJSA22Ohuc7TfagC_76rEgZyCRtbny7vKBU78AT-0U-4oUnPXi5bD_7M_kLsgqjuqiBn5LfsFs9mTTJnFHbetXhxeEN7OqY_2f1EzsA9IHoowP8bMdehu/s1600-h/147.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389437958103227762" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7pibcnQk9Df9iykqXske9YsTJSA22Ohuc7TfagC_76rEgZyCRtbny7vKBU78AT-0U-4oUnPXi5bD_7M_kLsgqjuqiBn5LfsFs9mTTJnFHbetXhxeEN7OqY_2f1EzsA9IHoowP8bMdehu/s200/147.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Sugarcandy Mountain </em>- watercolour pencil on paper</span></p>I completed this drawing/painting today. I'm not sure what to classify it really, as watercolour pencils confuse me. Your work is essentially a drawing, but you've enhanced it with a brush and water. See what I mean?<br /><br />I often dream of landscapes like this. Vivid colours and poignant geographic features. Surreal nature, and yet not Dali-esque visions. I couldn't think of anything better to call this than "Sugarcandy Mountain", although looking at it, it's quite the opposite to the crow's alluded heaven in Animal Farm. It's rather apocalyptic, in a children's story book kind of way I suppose. Well, that's what I see at least.<br /><br />I'm getting to like colour better, but I dread actual paints. I find it easier to work with watercolour pencils if I want that effect - easier to tone, easier to handle. It's been months since I last used acrylic and I find myself shuddering at the thought of "real" paint. The drying time is pain-staking for someone as "now-oriented" as me. There's always a greater level of cleaning involved - palettes, palette knives, paintbrushes, and wiping over any surfaces defaced in the art-making process.<br /><br />Then there's the worse of it: the stench of acrylics. My face goes numb, with just the memory of it. I've never used oil paints and I've heard they smell worse. So overall, watercolour or watercolour pencils seem to be a better choice. I can't handle the liquid, tubed watercolour varieties though. They have a particular scent to them as well.<br /><br />Anyway, the holidays are proving to be therapeutic and productive for me.illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-76964083413245444022009-10-04T20:15:00.006+11:002009-10-06T22:09:41.100+11:00Old Bird<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBcMS3cg17ZPkNMTnEcNAM_v4MJ1GnKHggsGZzW6gBMIxOtlmj506_0XNUqyPw4dbuGb2DzUEwCTySeEMbpxG4WMyjMx4Q2WAFRHz5EBv10Q21kaQNTtre8c7PyI1mkBMgJgNsggFjs3kY/s1600-h/Old+Bird.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388671501740843282" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBcMS3cg17ZPkNMTnEcNAM_v4MJ1GnKHggsGZzW6gBMIxOtlmj506_0XNUqyPw4dbuGb2DzUEwCTySeEMbpxG4WMyjMx4Q2WAFRHz5EBv10Q21kaQNTtre8c7PyI1mkBMgJgNsggFjs3kY/s200/Old+Bird.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>"Old Bird" - brush & ink, and pen & ink on paper</em></span></p><p align="left">This afternoon I felt compelled to bring to life a sketch that lay in wait in my art journal. This Old Bird is very much inspired by an even older IMT prompt from around July - "Owl". I actually contributed a photograph of an owl ring for IMT that week, and this quick sketch never saw the light of day again. Until this afternoon that is.</p><p align="left">I'm thinking of starting a series on animal masks like this, where the person sort of adapts a characteristic of that animal. This woman with the owl mask is raising her shoulders inwards as if about to squawk or thrust her head and neck out. She's an old and very irritable bird, indeed. </p><p align="left">I've never found much inspiration in animals or even been able to draw creatures, as I said when I made my giraffe linocut prints for my mum. But sometimes it's how you actually appropriate a motif to suit your own cause that sets you off.</p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-63218401973583343492009-10-04T11:44:00.016+11:002009-10-06T22:10:52.361+11:00In The Works...I know I haven't contributed anything in forever, so I thought I'd give an update. Basically, I've just finished year 11 and commence year 12 at the beginning of the next school term. It's kind of scary, but kind of an accomplishment at the same time... especially considering all the preliminary year exams I had to complete before the end of this term. Phew.<br /><br />But now with a two week holiday, I have time to work on some art projects which is just fantastic! One thing I have to do over the break, in addition to one other assignment, is get my Body of Work for my art class pretty much completed. It should be fun, but it'll be time consuming.<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_v5fMOwhFY6bDwGdb5RWnTy5HRj6IG3Ark4JfiGkWalz-3QNoHM1-3BXE77_uPW72iF9UEoBwLKg7NjptancJd8BbqQkSt-AED0xNMoG_9A_5kGrVNCfXtSNDOksg49yEZrByv_Sz-6l/s1600-h/DSCN7627a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388549455852185426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_v5fMOwhFY6bDwGdb5RWnTy5HRj6IG3Ark4JfiGkWalz-3QNoHM1-3BXE77_uPW72iF9UEoBwLKg7NjptancJd8BbqQkSt-AED0xNMoG_9A_5kGrVNCfXtSNDOksg49yEZrByv_Sz-6l/s200/DSCN7627a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></p><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">2B, 4B & 8B graphite on paper</span></em></div><br />The concept behind it is the murder of a husband/father by a mother and son that I read about whilst completing a media file for my Legal Studies class about 2 months ago. Apparently they shared this really intense psychological connection, and that's what I want to illustrate.<br /><br />It took me about 8 hours to get the Mother's face done, but I think it would probably have been less if I hadn't had to lose 10 minutes every art class to packing away equipment and ensuring my work had been stored properly. Still, you can't rush these things. So the Son will take as long as it needs to be done.<br /><br /><div align="left"></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwsK54dSG3Px2OHuKFQi68od2wZ6gQW1i2Sjlz67ELJ_s1wy8gAAejclRlTKR6LC195rlQxezZyzsOG7cgtQ0e158X5Kes-QuqRYnijD25wLDk4k6-F3KiRQQygujum6vGXAw8jDUXWHqq/s1600-h/smoker.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388557959093928834" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwsK54dSG3Px2OHuKFQi68od2wZ6gQW1i2Sjlz67ELJ_s1wy8gAAejclRlTKR6LC195rlQxezZyzsOG7cgtQ0e158X5Kes-QuqRYnijD25wLDk4k6-F3KiRQQygujum6vGXAw8jDUXWHqq/s200/smoker.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">brush & ink, and pen & ink on paper</span></em><br /></div><div align="left"><br />I'm really enjoying working with inks still as an alternative to paint. I did this first work (above) a couple of nights ago, subconsciously reflecting some bad news I received lately. I hadn't given it much thought and then bam! It's in my art. The second piece (below) was done about 6 weeks ago after I'd gone to a Parkway Drive concert a few nights before, feeling absorbed by a new culture. I guess it's kind of mirroring what it was like being swallowed by a crowd, although the figure is male. </div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEO6m6hx5hAHqazV8QTlcI5dPN916TjiKFc0sp7z4YS1WnRc4vORPPn95srPrCJWzcCm3nmGTVq_uXMC56KnXNJ_2PvjCg8BwPb6MRiQ6ie0sMBVpAjVhoYPNJn5Gzfbrv3ihy37WWI_EW/s1600-h/diving+bell.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388556828766582770" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEO6m6hx5hAHqazV8QTlcI5dPN916TjiKFc0sp7z4YS1WnRc4vORPPn95srPrCJWzcCm3nmGTVq_uXMC56KnXNJ_2PvjCg8BwPb6MRiQ6ie0sMBVpAjVhoYPNJn5Gzfbrv3ihy37WWI_EW/s200/diving+bell.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">pen & ink on paper</span></em></p><p align="left"><em><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></em><br />Other than all this, not much has been going on. Although, a movie is being filmed in my town. It's based on a John Marsden novel, "Tomorrow When The War Began", and it's going to have the same name. Some of my friends are extras, and I'm regretting that I didn't apply but oh well. Seeing my friends on screen is good enough for me :)</p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-69358815814511937292009-08-15T14:00:00.003+10:002009-08-15T14:08:04.060+10:00Twisted Sisters<p align="center"><img height="180" alt="Twisted Sisters" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/3768517594_9564e646f6_m.jpg" width="240" /> <p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Twisted Sisters -</em> 2B, 4B, & 8B graphite; compressed black charcoal, and white charcoal drawing on paper</span></p><p align="left">The body of work I have created for my art class. I am yet to receive a mark. The concept behind these drawings are self-image, how one presents themselves, and how other people can distort that image. This is not in any way related to body image.</p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-62679351931837910342009-08-15T13:53:00.005+10:002009-08-15T14:06:20.559+10:00Giraffes for Mum<p align="center"><img height="240" alt="Giraffes for Mum" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/3821616651_1fbe914f8e_m.jpg" width="240" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Linocut print, approx 30 x 30 cm</em></span></p><p align="left">It's been a long time since I've had a chance to post, or even been inspired to.</p><p align="left">I finally was able to print a lino block I had crafted for my mum, who's favourite animals are giraffes. It turned out relatively well. Personally, I'm not fond of depicting animals as an artistic subject. But mum seems to like it, which is all that matters.</p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-78580363288435771762009-07-07T16:24:00.003+10:002009-07-07T16:43:54.011+10:00Breaking It Down<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUP5WcEr3TafVmUai5bj_wmEcXg8RRdIoifRR7MpU6MpB7sDvEkx24_bBkWCaqjWbqkTQsZIcyTL8mh1Xk-Nv3vOGUBBApjWPimMkjIal0fThkMMRCSwTBhIKLtb2xfWtWKwODtrrRjGFs/s1600-h/56.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355601473055271938" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUP5WcEr3TafVmUai5bj_wmEcXg8RRdIoifRR7MpU6MpB7sDvEkx24_bBkWCaqjWbqkTQsZIcyTL8mh1Xk-Nv3vOGUBBApjWPimMkjIal0fThkMMRCSwTBhIKLtb2xfWtWKwODtrrRjGFs/s200/56.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">(compressed black charcoal, white charcoal, 2B, 4B & 8B graphite on paper)</p>I made this for my body of work on the human body - hahaha, a play on words - at school. I have a couple more to do yet. But this is the first completed one. I'll be mounting it on black card. I've cropped this image digitally to what I want it to like like, but I'll have to cut it in real life.<br /><br />The concept of this image deals with misinterpretation of who a person is / what they stand for. This is a distort external self, that everyone sees. This is not about body image or anorexia or whatever. This is about self worth.illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-53084714644357637842009-07-06T16:35:00.013+10:002009-07-07T16:45:27.325+10:00Cheek to CheekWhen I began to design my next lino print, I decided I would ask my mother if she wanted me to make something for her. I've never painted or drawn or created anything for anyone other than myself before, as artmaking to me has always seemed something personal and exclusive - very much an expression of self. So it truly is an odd phenomenon to be making art for someone else.<br /><br />I know that she particularly likes lino prints. She was rather pleased when I brought home my Venus prints, and she has - what we expect to be - a linocut print of a platypus hanging in our house, it looks embellished (touched-up) to me.<br /><br />Anyway, I simply enquired as to whether there was anything she'd like me to picture in it. And, because her favourite animal - other than the platypus - is the giraffe, she requested that I created a print of them.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPYsVJ5RLV0FB_6cleCwl7xyG41jAIJ28SdYftSz7j_0_ss1f6X-oR6PbDtxwBI9xaTnJ6_74_5F6fWIn4SCDa1_zEq991xHqMYtXYABiRsCvVk87NrEB49cBwJF_1LCxUGEQLu06DCFvU/s1600-h/scan0016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355237995807719826" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPYsVJ5RLV0FB_6cleCwl7xyG41jAIJ28SdYftSz7j_0_ss1f6X-oR6PbDtxwBI9xaTnJ6_74_5F6fWIn4SCDa1_zEq991xHqMYtXYABiRsCvVk87NrEB49cBwJF_1LCxUGEQLu06DCFvU/s200/scan0016.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">The quick sketch, before it was transferred</span></em></div><br />I accepted the challenge, and on Google Images found a rather lovely photograph of - what is presumably - a mother giraffe leaning down towards her baby. They were cheek to cheek, and I knew it was something that would make my Mum happy. After all. I'm her only baby. I adapted it to a quick sketch and then transfered it to the linoleum square (30 x 30 cm), of which I was aware it would be printed backwards.<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYpgVAx7EbT-Glk1E3A5bMK4kyv-m2LO405y7_6NsT3JMaQFNtWy8VSM9SQqKclem2kqevGCzyd1SDcEc_VTOZouJ7bmJlSN7yGW0lezAHah6QSu0Bn8VmSHl4AB0pwik1BgE9s0tZ-Tjc/s1600-h/Finished+Cut.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355235381112201954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYpgVAx7EbT-Glk1E3A5bMK4kyv-m2LO405y7_6NsT3JMaQFNtWy8VSM9SQqKclem2kqevGCzyd1SDcEc_VTOZouJ7bmJlSN7yGW0lezAHah6QSu0Bn8VmSHl4AB0pwik1BgE9s0tZ-Tjc/s200/Finished+Cut.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>The actual lino square, complete with carving haha :)</em></span></p><p align="left">Long story short; I didn't feel that I'd be able to draw it opposite to the original, but whilst I drew and carved I frequently held it infront of the mirror - making sure it was symmetrical enough not to be freakishly disproportionate.</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355237338029208226" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TN3vA1eaWr2tOufBuWAkZepjeMrzhYm8bJf36x81PhqgoNaHZmeITF6EIOaIRc0qBx2td1U6s9G8drtfTrMLBXmWuXPGxdfAaXAJa4wpKFrPeDJ_uUfXbiKa2qeGlXyE-EMbyBv0kStA/s200/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Showing the cuts</span></em></p>I've finished the carving, shaded over it with a piece of paper to check my cuts. Now all that's left is buying some larger paper for the printing process. Back to Eckersley's haha.illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-62782930813943450802009-07-01T14:16:00.004+10:002009-07-01T14:29:43.681+10:00IMT: Chalk<div align="left"> A really slack effort on my behalf, I've been busy once again which is my usual excuse. The real deal: productive procrastination. Earlier on in the year I took this photo randomly of the chalk board in my photography class...</div><div align="left"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF-9GI3tnqz2F34rRlbgYIYDMkgmK7wl5X88sKfa7BKeAX8Ky7Md2YC2RiEvwuY_gkKPf8WnhL6r_A5kkkVszth_AZiT-oEmW9mVBGLBMK_kHfSA_n7ckle_lTJNHbfBdJLpauzsC-WiLY/s1600-h/Chalk.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343634852513650" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF-9GI3tnqz2F34rRlbgYIYDMkgmK7wl5X88sKfa7BKeAX8Ky7Md2YC2RiEvwuY_gkKPf8WnhL6r_A5kkkVszth_AZiT-oEmW9mVBGLBMK_kHfSA_n7ckle_lTJNHbfBdJLpauzsC-WiLY/s200/Chalk.JPG" border="0" /></a></p>I totally promise I will try harder next week. I will make an effort. No more slacking off and waiting until the Tuesday or Wednesday to get something randomly done.<br /><br />This is part of my 101 Things, which I'm struggling with at the moment.illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-71187374459596358542009-06-19T15:32:00.004+10:002009-06-19T15:54:16.667+10:00Ink and Graphite<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuOIOiKe37vF4tNbfxbn-Ox1j4czvrnDjGzPK4i2zo0wnjgKsD9eDaUcpHLNer2WZzCVbqhaQWFcGRDt8cNdHu9daYdqIcrbXxUzzxeFxf70n2sn5EdT_NxSo7R7gOvS1E3L4HPz1BaGd2/s1600-h/Soul.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348909214382826290" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuOIOiKe37vF4tNbfxbn-Ox1j4czvrnDjGzPK4i2zo0wnjgKsD9eDaUcpHLNer2WZzCVbqhaQWFcGRDt8cNdHu9daYdqIcrbXxUzzxeFxf70n2sn5EdT_NxSo7R7gOvS1E3L4HPz1BaGd2/s200/Soul.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"> <em>Soul Comes Out </em>- ink & pen in VAPD</span></div><div align="center"> </div>I'm really loving working with ink and pen lately. I've also rediscovered my passion for graphite drawings.<br /><br />This first ink drawing was an impulsive drawing and I think it was influenced by those face mugs you see around. Revolting things they are.<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirfpFsToPPrz31sZyxyfLeI0VYDFZZ9QBE1etF6c6pummEsDArlJUEAAM965wucJr-au-lDJvmnzvXBO_3BL6lBZbrwe2YRmdE_WAobZxmu1DGwtjY3od-hSvNKitvL7tLpUHGXbwhyphenhyphenI7y/s1600-h/Abstraction+of+the+Female+Form.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348909211848875138" style="WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirfpFsToPPrz31sZyxyfLeI0VYDFZZ9QBE1etF6c6pummEsDArlJUEAAM965wucJr-au-lDJvmnzvXBO_3BL6lBZbrwe2YRmdE_WAobZxmu1DGwtjY3od-hSvNKitvL7tLpUHGXbwhyphenhyphenI7y/s200/Abstraction+of+the+Female+Form.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Abstract Female Form</em> - 2B, 4B & 8B graphite in VAPD</span></p><p align="left">This second drawing is more or less inspired once again by the armless "Venus di Milo", and Brett Whiteley, and many of my previous odd nude drawings. It's not finished yet, but I'm doing a series of works similar to this for a body of work at school: I think. I've not decided yet. If I do, I think they'll be a mixed media work.</p><p align="left">The world seems a little better since I got my muse back :)</p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-25959673322518755192009-06-18T18:36:00.004+10:002009-06-18T18:46:38.011+10:00Child Art<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7rG8bftGTjEJKjDamxYNmSW_nYue07ZoLj6uLWpZY36mWx0CmJGmvdmYmlgsVx_HYXO6XqrIkHvk3hLJbhVwX-ylNJlOZm224OvozarRe4PDRXV0tMX_TpKjDiE9BEuZ5ifUsTdRA2hHL/s1600-h/Child+Art.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348584209767666194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7rG8bftGTjEJKjDamxYNmSW_nYue07ZoLj6uLWpZY36mWx0CmJGmvdmYmlgsVx_HYXO6XqrIkHvk3hLJbhVwX-ylNJlOZm224OvozarRe4PDRXV0tMX_TpKjDiE9BEuZ5ifUsTdRA2hHL/s200/Child+Art.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p>As part of IMT's theme of "Child Art" this week, I've created a child-like drawing inspired by my own childhood drawings. I used pretty pink paper like I would have, and a felt-tip pen. Gosh. I really love felt-tip pens when I was younger.<br /><br />I thought about the way I used to draw, and soon I found - almost straight away - that I had channeled my inner child and crafted something that could easily have been mistaken as something I'd done aged 4 or 5. It was amazing, to pick up on that. </p><p>I used to draw like mad - almost obsessively - as a child. Pens were my main tool, and paper. I grew up in an office, basically. I often made little books aswell, and asked Mum how to spell illustrated, so I could scrawl on the front of these stapled pages "Written and illustrated by Sarah I...".</p><p>We still have many of my drawings and the little books I created.<br /><br />A later entry in the week, but I've really enjoyed this topic and getting to re-visit my child self. </p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-84920436222013214182009-06-12T06:53:00.003+10:002009-06-12T07:02:04.379+10:00IMTWhile I haven't created anything just yet, I'm really stoked that my suggestion of <a href="http://www.inspiremethursday.com/2009/06/child-art/">"Child Art" </a>was chosen for <a href="http://www.inspiremethursday.com/">Inspire Me Thursday</a> this week.<br /><br />I really hope everyone has fun with this topic, as I know I will. I'm really motivated this week to create something messy like Aelita Andre, or something primal like the drawings I made when I was little.<br /><br />I can't wait to see how everyone interprets the theme :)illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-33481411350790088942009-06-09T20:12:00.005+10:002009-06-09T20:42:48.031+10:00Poem: "Letters"<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtSGL0pxAyOUv7Thy1IAz43-99Hm_XO94VIahW2EWBiZw3d_Pu4Lk5m2yECppDoIadFOun0vkznVmsrXjfDoKYYCMyWu7gga2Sa5LocK0bd2jRBjOcZAtlT_Jtxj2UYIYHd8l_9iuyCgp/s1600-h/Heart+at+Sunny%27s.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345272018716596450" style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtSGL0pxAyOUv7Thy1IAz43-99Hm_XO94VIahW2EWBiZw3d_Pu4Lk5m2yECppDoIadFOun0vkznVmsrXjfDoKYYCMyWu7gga2Sa5LocK0bd2jRBjOcZAtlT_Jtxj2UYIYHd8l_9iuyCgp/s200/Heart+at+Sunny%27s.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="left">I've been experimenting with poetry lately, as part of one particular challenge in my Day Zero Project. Number 27: Write a poem a day for a month. This wasn't for the challenge, but one of my other tasks is doing IMT everyweek for the duration of the 1001 days (143 weeks). There are more poems on my other blog, if you'd care to have a look.</p><p align="left">Here goes. </p><p align="left"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">...</span></p><p align="left">"Letters"</p><p align="left">If I were to post this today<br />Dear Postmaster,<br />would this fragment of my sould reach my<br />Dear John,<br />in time?<br /></p><p align="left">Do you think that it could arrive tomorrow<br />Dear Postmaster,<br />if I were lucky?<br />Dear John<br />don't think I didn't get yours.<br />It was the fault of our<br />Dear Postmaster<br />that you didn't get it back straight away,<br />if only it were to be: the very next day,<br />as I had yours.</p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-77198895184216601962009-06-08T17:01:00.006+10:002009-06-08T17:28:13.177+10:00Inks & Lino<p align="left">Just a quick update. I'm rather glad, you see, as I'm beginning to find a bit of inspiration again. Hoorah! This Queen's Birthday long weekend has been going quite well.</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilmXZtfn9lUyrfDKz7j-GlK8FkMF6c39ywspkL7KKD75s2XHj0EylSbyuGi8BYD68rlQGgXyaYsvOLq_4vXp8_YiTdDNqRv74WFYFvx6ArPndfv9QitQ3szo5dTqAqQU9ZKNeGf5s5bdQV/s1600-h/Headless+and+Handless+Woman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344849418493625986" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilmXZtfn9lUyrfDKz7j-GlK8FkMF6c39ywspkL7KKD75s2XHj0EylSbyuGi8BYD68rlQGgXyaYsvOLq_4vXp8_YiTdDNqRv74WFYFvx6ArPndfv9QitQ3szo5dTqAqQU9ZKNeGf5s5bdQV/s200/Headless+and+Handless+Woman.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Pen & ink experiment.</span></em></p><p align="left">On Saturday Mum and I went into Newcastle to buy some art supplies. One of the new goodies I bought was an ink nib and pen to work with at home. I've always had an interest in inks, but it wasn't until this year at school that I developed one for pen & ink. I'd only ever used brush & ink. A totally different method really does alter the image you create. I'm having fun working with cross-hatching. It's a strange way to shade, but it's growing on me. The ink drawing above was something I crafted this morning, just randomly. A quick sketch, and then it was inked.<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieInEFQVAVCsnTe74COK-m3u3KX4WApKwXV6OB9PeXAyKtfMzBM17I5d8gbjp6kXK-XhOuGUJK0HvjCJMyq7LJ5olwXfnj2nchV2SHlJ7afi7i9E4slP5Y8Cllut4aLj8VoANlIcHjwbXT/s1600-h/Lino+tools.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344849414968378706" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieInEFQVAVCsnTe74COK-m3u3KX4WApKwXV6OB9PeXAyKtfMzBM17I5d8gbjp6kXK-XhOuGUJK0HvjCJMyq7LJ5olwXfnj2nchV2SHlJ7afi7i9E4slP5Y8Cllut4aLj8VoANlIcHjwbXT/s200/Lino+tools.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Lino print equipment.</span></em></p>I also bought some lino printing materials: silk-cut linoleum squares (30 x 30 cm), block ink, lino carving tools, and rollers. I really should have made a point of buying some paper while I was there. It took me until we arrived home at 4pm that day (we did make a point of staying in town all day) to realise my 11 x 14 " VAPD would be large enough to print on. Silly, silly illy.<br /><br />In addition to all of these I got some charcoals: willow and compressed. I've never had proper charcoal at home for drawing, so that's really nice too.<br /><br />I've suddenly got a lot more motivation and inspiration on the art front. Part of it, I think, is staring the Day Zero Project; in which I will attempt to complete 101 preset tasks in 1001 days. My blog that will be journalling my challenge and all it entails is located <a href="http://illys-challenge.blogspot.com/">here</a>.<br /><br />Things are going alright :)illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-44585791695190468942009-06-07T17:15:00.029+10:002009-06-08T12:34:36.378+10:00Sunny's Cafe<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdl2w1R-N6KRx5zYiWNxs_XrL9Iiz5SmHMt4wDkZGDtOxn6sxQn6hx7gwGP-y5rFEZFXNqap45utTPZIsmDjUoRG6XJYztQjaIm6Pfyvmi0lyMWr9-cI2LlwNV6fSb1OCzqBMTfZ1-VJ6W/s1600-h/Sunny's.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344483457394921906" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdl2w1R-N6KRx5zYiWNxs_XrL9Iiz5SmHMt4wDkZGDtOxn6sxQn6hx7gwGP-y5rFEZFXNqap45utTPZIsmDjUoRG6XJYztQjaIm6Pfyvmi0lyMWr9-cI2LlwNV6fSb1OCzqBMTfZ1-VJ6W/s200/Sunny's.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"> </span></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On Saturday, Mum and I went into Newcastle for a while and what was originally intended as being a quick run in for art supplies soon turned into a long, yet really fun day. One of the highlights was having lunch at Sunny's Cafe, in Islington.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sunny's is an organic vegetarian and vegan cafe, who do serve gluten free meals. All the ingredients are bought locally, so you know they're fresh (and you can certainly taste it). The eggs used in the restraunt are free range and come from the Tilligery area, not too far away. </span><br /><br /></span><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG332VCStauhzm9ZzNTTN4caDO0HG92YTUct1gQsLi91N1GlLf3Fr2U1smbGOjLHLVChH4C2b3ZBotJKHjntNYFLGqg2mWeKt72lxCmXbiZUkPy7ZnRBWkzb_K4rzW2urhS6JLBJCJPj9e/s1600-h/Sunny's+Is+Open.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344483464179982178" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG332VCStauhzm9ZzNTTN4caDO0HG92YTUct1gQsLi91N1GlLf3Fr2U1smbGOjLHLVChH4C2b3ZBotJKHjntNYFLGqg2mWeKt72lxCmXbiZUkPy7ZnRBWkzb_K4rzW2urhS6JLBJCJPj9e/s200/Sunny's+Is+Open.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The restraunt is owned and run by a lovely lady named Amanda, who is a vegetarian herself. She happily chats to you as she gets her many tasks done, and you can really tell she has a passion for what she does. The atmosphere is really cozy, calm and you immediately feel at home. There's music playing softly in the background and a number of rotating works on exhibition by local artists, which you are able to purchase. The restraunt also does catering and cafe hire!</span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So now on to the best part: THE FOOD.</span><br /><br /></span><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The meals are scrumptious, and even meat-eaters (like my Mum) who dine in are amazed at how fresh and tasty Sunny's cuisine is. As a vegan, it's nice knowing that I can get a delicious meal pretty fast, either dine-in or take-away, at Sunny's. There is a set menu, but also a variety of specials so there's plenty of variety. The lunches mum and I had were on the regular menu.</span><br /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUXYFDeTkQmS73xfZGyhmhS7GacnG96W2vNHmCIqYaJoBP-u2acq8cL6h3CPv1HtoIRHofUnQkIZrMHSFBUNvVjsDTUgBWhPR_-coQVp3LJ-G0TwgKFf_nFvVgBUaSrnXwJFKyJX51lj7v/s1600-h/Sunny+Wrap.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344483469534733490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUXYFDeTkQmS73xfZGyhmhS7GacnG96W2vNHmCIqYaJoBP-u2acq8cL6h3CPv1HtoIRHofUnQkIZrMHSFBUNvVjsDTUgBWhPR_-coQVp3LJ-G0TwgKFf_nFvVgBUaSrnXwJFKyJX51lj7v/s200/Sunny+Wrap.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></span><br /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"><em>Sun Pocket Wrap - vegan style</em></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I had the Sun Pocket Wrap vegan-style (the vegetarian version of the meal has cheese), which was very yummy. The salad in the wrap was so crisp, and really complimented the lentil patty and hummus (all "home-made" :D) which were just to die for. Seriously. </span></p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><p align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL5S1PScAGtx92BZzKEMA2KhgCYbCPLaVgS5NR7EZfaSup7gJB5KcPK9oxBQvn4SEXwIzbU45tOZon7UxF0UGY9iGtt_qO15QXoEMHW8fJXVD4PGnfEI_mxKmnbxxFcBfUXl3PriBOw3P5/s1600-h/Feast+2.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344483471525268146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL5S1PScAGtx92BZzKEMA2KhgCYbCPLaVgS5NR7EZfaSup7gJB5KcPK9oxBQvn4SEXwIzbU45tOZon7UxF0UGY9iGtt_qO15QXoEMHW8fJXVD4PGnfEI_mxKmnbxxFcBfUXl3PriBOw3P5/s200/Feast+2.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"><em>"The Feast" - vegetarian</em></span></p><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span></em><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My Mum, who is neither vegetarian or vegan, really enjoyed her "Feast" of Tilligery eggs, fried vegetables and salad; with a side plate of avocado on multigrain toast that I did not photograph. She also really enjoyed her coffee. All the coffees and teas at Sunny are fair trade too :) </span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I would have loved to try one of Sunny's fresh juices or a smoothie, but I was a bit full after my meal. I had a Phoenix organic cola with my lunch, which was really nice. Next time the juice is on the agenda.</span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOJOxstjop8aa6VdxdUiHR-Hf4yqE_6DMvP5PgsHKVFpeX5OUfX8LAcs0qtNE6jVUfI1kS2FYb_JtgLap49vGH5pIxSDYJ-p_onzOnmDYeAQzqMZ_Auom66B8U53lkBGISQqYTjOdd7pD6/s1600-h/Drinks.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344771289912986002" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOJOxstjop8aa6VdxdUiHR-Hf4yqE_6DMvP5PgsHKVFpeX5OUfX8LAcs0qtNE6jVUfI1kS2FYb_JtgLap49vGH5pIxSDYJ-p_onzOnmDYeAQzqMZ_Auom66B8U53lkBGISQqYTjOdd7pD6/s200/Drinks.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Long story short, Sunny's Cafe is great! If you are in Newcastle - regardless of whether you eat meat or not - definitely rock up at Sunny's for a good meal, or even a quick coffee.</span><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7on_Ze15E-EwwPhZRe9V-hksy39UtEQ4n0gg1qDHK6s6fO0qKrHF3chs_1yTa9Ntx6mOg7YDz9719rQFNskCPjbD-5ndb7HqjTQj8kZbd9ZlpASD5F-m8tFyqkquJlc6N97aMOX5hJLl4/s1600-h/Sunny's+Logo.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344483467633865618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7on_Ze15E-EwwPhZRe9V-hksy39UtEQ4n0gg1qDHK6s6fO0qKrHF3chs_1yTa9Ntx6mOg7YDz9719rQFNskCPjbD-5ndb7HqjTQj8kZbd9ZlpASD5F-m8tFyqkquJlc6N97aMOX5hJLl4/s200/Sunny's+Logo.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><em>Sunny's Cafe logo<br /></em></span></div><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;">Sunny's Cafe:</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">86 Maitland Road,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Islington, NSW</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">2296</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Phone:</span></strong> (02) 4962 1304</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>Open Wednesday - Sunday.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Wednesday : 9am - 4pm</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Thursday : 9am - 4pm</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Friday : 9am - 3pm</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Friday (night) : 6pm - 9pm</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Saturday : 9am - 3pm</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Saturday (night): 6pm - 9pm</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Sunday : 9am - 4pm</span>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-50860011991354460352009-06-06T09:32:00.004+10:002009-06-06T09:54:15.755+10:00"Venus" Coloured<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhidKM8oUSZU1NI8W2eGRXG3J5sNwMZVxffD0UrQGw_Lxz-GOQiJZeoFwoDx3JTU80sCYZl8ttHPqd5WEnfGhLgWR8yX3MJGudx1aTjLgV2zv5Cu9gBezdhLVZnqgtQq0Ac0oh-WXy9oAYi/s1600-h/Linocut+Print+Coloured.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343990958053282130" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhidKM8oUSZU1NI8W2eGRXG3J5sNwMZVxffD0UrQGw_Lxz-GOQiJZeoFwoDx3JTU80sCYZl8ttHPqd5WEnfGhLgWR8yX3MJGudx1aTjLgV2zv5Cu9gBezdhLVZnqgtQq0Ac0oh-WXy9oAYi/s200/Linocut+Print+Coloured.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><em>Linocut print & oil pastels</em></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">We were told to colour one of the poorer prints we made in class with out linocuts. So I got out the oil pastels. I think I'm going to touch up the yucky bits that didn't print good with some black paint.</div><div align="left"><br />I've had to cut some of the prints to fit them in my VAPD.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">I'm going out to buy my own lino squares and carving tools today, as I've mentioned before, I'm quite fond of this medium.</div>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-9637647436744824552009-06-02T17:08:00.007+10:002009-06-02T17:21:53.368+10:00"Venus" Linocut Print<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60nyvMJRu6cY-YQ-2qPW-7Lb42fbpQaLCRurE3Oi83LbV0KHU1lCzdAfxSWbB8Rbo4ZFzvXiHdti2dmA6k6VG8OrMOW9PoxZSo0K4Q6zx1hw0rsFuKYDhjY5slLnFH37-zS6Mybp5j-KO/s1600-h/Linocut+Print+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342624773078742754" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60nyvMJRu6cY-YQ-2qPW-7Lb42fbpQaLCRurE3Oi83LbV0KHU1lCzdAfxSWbB8Rbo4ZFzvXiHdti2dmA6k6VG8OrMOW9PoxZSo0K4Q6zx1hw0rsFuKYDhjY5slLnFH37-zS6Mybp5j-KO/s200/Linocut+Print+1.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span></em></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Linocut print 2 /3 (so far). Approx 30 x 30 cm.</span></em></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In my art class at school we have been creating artworks that revolve around the human body. One task we have had to complete recently is designing our own simple linocut prints of a size of approx 30 square cm (1 square foot); obviously featuring the body or body parts.</span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I researched Linocut printing on Wikipedia and apparently it's a modern and cheaper adaptation of the comparatively ancient woodcut printing. So there you go. It's an altered ancestor.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm truly sorry that this has nothing to do with one of my beloved oldies, it's simply that at a time like this - one when I've got no inspiration - when I still want to participate in IMT I have to twist things a bit. I think this printmaking exercise has really combatted my creative block.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I love lino printing now. It's awesome fun. The designing, carving the block, inking and printing. Well. I love it all except for the cuts I've gotten on my hands from my own stupidity at times. Hem-hem. I really want to keep making lino prints. I'm going to Eckersley's to buy my own pieces of linoleum and some carving tools, block ink and rollers. AND good paper, of course.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is one of the best prints I've gotten thus far from the linocut I've designed. Print number 2 / 3... thus far. It's inspired by the Venus di Milo.</span>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-25380637460827224222009-05-27T17:05:00.006+10:002009-05-27T17:17:21.513+10:00Experimentation...<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIgJOrMcK9aZL19_JGTrHAKSI6T1qnSdpUU-evJ1Ppn8AUpcuRp6Z1yl4Jh2GiUixk5rCJFVYTDbyrCZqoErNIx5ycHBDxqR6fUJB2s4d592U92HjZbZTtleS1P4MtgArs7e5WnO8LvmbI/s1600-h/Experimentation1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340397910800883170" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIgJOrMcK9aZL19_JGTrHAKSI6T1qnSdpUU-evJ1Ppn8AUpcuRp6Z1yl4Jh2GiUixk5rCJFVYTDbyrCZqoErNIx5ycHBDxqR6fUJB2s4d592U92HjZbZTtleS1P4MtgArs7e5WnO8LvmbI/s200/Experimentation1.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Ink pen, charcoal and graphite in VAPD</span></em></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I have just been so lazy lately with drawing and art lately. I've had some really good things in terms of inspiration over the past few weeks, but as soon as I put pencil to paper I just lose it. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm lacking energy in everything: art, guitar, school, exercise. Especially school & exercise. I've been sick 3 weeks in May alone - from 2 or 3 different illnesses - and I feel so bored and lethargic and fat. I've only been to school 4 days over those 3 weeks, and I haven't been to the gym in a month or so. That's BAD. I had a viral cold and my monthlies for a week and a half, was on antibiotics and then just as I was starting to get better I got a tummy bug that started from my little cousin - and it's been attacking the whole family. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Basically, this afternoon I decided I was going to combat this artistic impairment. I told myself: just draw something. Muck around with mediums and texture and imagery. It doesn't matter what you freakin' do. JUST DO SOMETHING.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This isn't good by any standards. I just thought I'd post it to keep motivating myself. SO: I am soldiering on. Which is technically kind of a play on IMT's theme of "warrior" this week. I know. Tacky. But oh well.</span>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-87166081747750398982009-05-27T13:42:00.004+10:002009-05-27T13:49:33.150+10:00Ruined!<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEYgT1e_cwxkyqlbr3VPKqeEhpYKxQK-dLkToJZ-902xfKhdRV4CNGoTQ_FQl4FBgcVihPPYMztoOPi2GdKl89795AfE67IEIt9Sg2Bx74HewFdXUmw_NpxMjQRGKmEjl2ru5cURT8L2un/s1600-h/Inks.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340345317205365986" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEYgT1e_cwxkyqlbr3VPKqeEhpYKxQK-dLkToJZ-902xfKhdRV4CNGoTQ_FQl4FBgcVihPPYMztoOPi2GdKl89795AfE67IEIt9Sg2Bx74HewFdXUmw_NpxMjQRGKmEjl2ru5cURT8L2un/s200/Inks.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><em>Ink & pen on paper</em></span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The original photograph I took this from was from one of those ads by Dove for "anti-aging" cremes and stuff. Basically, they don't photoshop the models and etc.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As part of art at school we're doing the human body. I'm out of class for a week or so, this was left on the drying rack and some year 8 kid/idiot decides to draw something just LOVELY on the back of this. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't have any opposition to phalic elements in art, but it totally ruined my ink work and I was forced to abandon it. GRRR. I covered it up with a package of mix CDs my friend made me for my birthday :)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To be honest, I'm guessing it was a male. There just seems to be something with boys at that age where they draw dicks all over everything. It's never really girls. The guys just seem to do it, and whatever they draw isn't necessarily a glorifying depiction haha.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Long story short: I'm pissed off, and off school again for this second time this month with a tummy bug (before it was a viral cold). So who knows what else of my work is being destroyed by the little non-elective-art vandals. </span>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-64735878699385001742009-05-14T19:52:00.004+10:002009-05-14T20:28:31.221+10:00Petals<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For IMT this week we have been given the theme "Petals".</span><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu9EMskWmJXfU7656dO6HajDuWVifpscRIYC-isSvcvhJTSE1ACsQDZNynv6Rv-5e_twPl3htMSfuhcO58ed-K7u5jDc8x7yS6VRvTQ7lfVbKRQxA9CXHQkBKICPTzmtW8E4OY5HQMrQuz/s1600-h/S5002945a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335617050156119266" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu9EMskWmJXfU7656dO6HajDuWVifpscRIYC-isSvcvhJTSE1ACsQDZNynv6Rv-5e_twPl3htMSfuhcO58ed-K7u5jDc8x7yS6VRvTQ7lfVbKRQxA9CXHQkBKICPTzmtW8E4OY5HQMrQuz/s200/S5002945a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"><em>Burial</em></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">It is pure coincidence that I took photographs - not dissimilar to the one above - two days ago. I found that after the heavy, late-Autumn rains of the weekend, on Tuesday many of the developing flowers in our yard were virtually dead. I picked this one of the ground and decided to give it a "sea burial" in our pool. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></p></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkI9FniN9gXaRSmhWDGm1JC7k6A1aezWPiUSfwpuPgit7DAP2oPNOCal0yyUi6b9CxBPlgWZ96RGdacCbh7KCD4gP64gwptQZXzlg38gQAZN7oFYGKoYkTvWrB_-E6lyRsG7Lq_SplonUU/s1600-h/artcastle+birds+of+paradise.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335617055699133138" style="WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkI9FniN9gXaRSmhWDGm1JC7k6A1aezWPiUSfwpuPgit7DAP2oPNOCal0yyUi6b9CxBPlgWZ96RGdacCbh7KCD4gP64gwptQZXzlg38gQAZN7oFYGKoYkTvWrB_-E6lyRsG7Lq_SplonUU/s200/artcastle+birds+of+paradise.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Dead Bird of Paradise flower - </em><em>willow & compressed charcoal, white pastel, graphite on paper</em></span></p><p align="left">It is also with this theme that I have reflected on the subject, and just how petals - and, naturally, flowers - are used in my art. Flowers are great symbolically. They represent everything about women: how strong we are, how delicate we can be, how charming we are, how memorable we are.</p><p align="left">The charcoal drawing above was done at the ArtCastle workshop I attended in April. It is of a decaying Bird of Paradise flower: a flower that has such unique petal structure - something which is even more fabulous when it's a bit on the dead side.</p><p align="left">For more flower-inspired art, check out <a href="http://www.illy93.deviantart.com/">my deviantArt account</a>.</p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-85723607966602631172009-05-12T20:49:00.004+10:002009-05-12T21:22:06.433+10:00Where Is My Motivation?<p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Today I've been feeling rather off: physically and creatively - although the latter's been more frequent as of late. I need some serious inspiration and I need it now, though Inspire Me Thursday is good for a weekly dose. </span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We've just started a new term at school 2 weeks ago, so it's been pretty draining getting back into the gist of things, especially after having an exceptional two week school holiday break. I'm finding it harder to concentrate, and then there's the whole assessment crap coming up yet again. And </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've been a bit sick the past couple of days, but nothing to really complain about. Just your average change of seasons drama I suppose. </span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoZGg59cv3qWla9a-ZAb06RE9fVQSjsiOpnClnQkUDye8ResYza3EmRsJtbzO1xk3-ZJB9FGQvX_06X6trudAtZ-wKmA_bKZNRsP93Y0_p1faB4NL74-mR8wX7WbAwChA6YB32DqX-wPM5/s1600-h/Hand+1b.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334888582792121298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoZGg59cv3qWla9a-ZAb06RE9fVQSjsiOpnClnQkUDye8ResYza3EmRsJtbzO1xk3-ZJB9FGQvX_06X6trudAtZ-wKmA_bKZNRsP93Y0_p1faB4NL74-mR8wX7WbAwChA6YB32DqX-wPM5/s200/Hand+1b.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0Bax4AXi_wTgEBK8SRuUzE62eZVqn-pEOjRjXGeQJPOBFgORRuPf4nLbQhaxEaD-RuYE9FQxb8Z86yzSU2oJDDLNGs3QavScjD7FBlaxIRJOJ8mzRjZMnJWDHik025VNOZ9Ld5IdjvCU/s1600-h/Hand+2b.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334888581597505746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0Bax4AXi_wTgEBK8SRuUzE62eZVqn-pEOjRjXGeQJPOBFgORRuPf4nLbQhaxEaD-RuYE9FQxb8Z86yzSU2oJDDLNGs3QavScjD7FBlaxIRJOJ8mzRjZMnJWDHik025VNOZ9Ld5IdjvCU/s200/Hand+2b.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's taken me a while, but I'm really starting to get into photography. I just take pictures of things that interest me, and things that I think are beautiful. Today while I was trying to take photos of broken flowers - killed by the recent late Autumn rains - floating on top of the water in my pool, I found I wasn't being met with much success. Instead, I came to find just how cool the light patterns were on the green-coloured water and the shapes they created.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">So being under the influence of hands - as I have been lately - I stuck my hands out in random gestures over the water and photographed them. These images above haven't been edited at all. I was quite happy with how they turned out.</span><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ1-D04jo4nVz6CjH_EtXLk1MBNyUvxrybdosT6vVqrW2jLHhNWRbaBpvozCLA7AbF9fKH3IcoyddmO6fRMhiB2MuWmVlO2LNujWtrIfyyoQoMN5BUJ0V8kplmkiaQVfPfzXcAHy1c6tP6/s1600-h/1prog.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334888579134788754" style="WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ1-D04jo4nVz6CjH_EtXLk1MBNyUvxrybdosT6vVqrW2jLHhNWRbaBpvozCLA7AbF9fKH3IcoyddmO6fRMhiB2MuWmVlO2LNujWtrIfyyoQoMN5BUJ0V8kplmkiaQVfPfzXcAHy1c6tP6/s200/1prog.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">2B & 4B graphite in home vapd</span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Also, on the advice of my awesome fibre/visual artist friend </span><a href="http://learmoire.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nadiah</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> (who you most likely know as the creative mastermind and entrepreneur behind </span><a href="http://learmoire.etsy.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">LeArmoire</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">) I've decided to continue my venture into abstract figures, but like the half-drawn, work-in-progress lady above. I'm not sure where it will take me, but I would like to - for the moment - draw these figures in distorted, yet real-life situations. It'll be nice to start depicting different things to my usual subject matter as well.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Also, I'd like to get into more sites like Inspire Me Thursday. I tried doing something for Illustration Friday once, but I couldn't post my link on their site. That was a bit of a downer. If anyone knows of any similar sites or blogs that deal out prompts, I'd really appreciate the information :)</span>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-80552140257187688332009-05-08T15:07:00.011+10:002009-05-08T22:24:21.423+10:00The Body<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A new term, a new topic. In art we are now studying - of all things - the BODY. Now, being the sort of artist who frequently illustrates bodies, as you can imagine: I was enthralled. I found that I had to get a new VAPD (art journal / sketchbook) to use this term, as my old one only has maybe 5 pages left.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Today we were asked to begin drawing a particular gesture using our hands and fingers. Although being a senior class, our teacher still had to tell us not to use any *hem hem* "rude" gestures. I haven't finished my drawing yet, but I will do it over the weekend. I enjoy drawing the joints and nails and all the hand bits.</span><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA8gnOM2ars1RSYdxZSSxX1Br_9_ZyMpZs1nfbGDNzV8NS6kPCWHhcY3zjvL9ZK4mfzqz3AWpGKB_A7N2hTW0EygshKTUC52VSNwU6UvjXEjMR_610NPrm6fdNYtkGBcEw1-5YLBW3Pp50/s1600-h/1.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZjYpGJrYp5o8gSSoOjbf49Jm_6gQMaSPuWxszLwPla1oZFOZWLZpyaFHYLyal2NnoUfT0KwE2HR4cGPy0pLNexvkZimBQzOlM6f8FzdnpT9ET6fX-BEEli07dRDe9SyfrLwXyDaDRapO/s1600-h/scan0012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333427417197185042" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZjYpGJrYp5o8gSSoOjbf49Jm_6gQMaSPuWxszLwPla1oZFOZWLZpyaFHYLyal2NnoUfT0KwE2HR4cGPy0pLNexvkZimBQzOlM6f8FzdnpT9ET6fX-BEEli07dRDe9SyfrLwXyDaDRapO/s200/scan0012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">6B pencil in new school VAPD</span></em></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Our teacher has also been setting us some still life work: statuettes and dolls. Appropriating a statuette of the woman in Botticelli's "The Birth of Venus", I drew this:</span><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQR89X9iVCCFR8kmFx7Dg-KpKsVqHgrTLq1x_R3CzPqyI9_cNCTdm2YMV9_cIfsQ-nK6M5y0-1C3hbByfrTT9yGaNFRt4TmXfBZXH47z05TgmUYyN4SLdauQjl3z3biqBQlqg-na8TbxG/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333318766204354978" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQR89X9iVCCFR8kmFx7Dg-KpKsVqHgrTLq1x_R3CzPqyI9_cNCTdm2YMV9_cIfsQ-nK6M5y0-1C3hbByfrTT9yGaNFRt4TmXfBZXH47z05TgmUYyN4SLdauQjl3z3biqBQlqg-na8TbxG/s200/1.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span></em></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Willow charcoal, "synthetic" compressed charcoal & white charcoal on art paper.</span></em></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I just know that I am going to love this term in Visual Arts. We're also studying video in Photography now, which is going to be good. At the moment we're watching <em>"The Seventh Seal".</em> I can't wait till we begin making our own films. It should be interesting :)</span></p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6596784166514096568.post-87626583243133085392009-05-07T16:59:00.012+10:002009-05-08T22:19:56.501+10:00Family<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIUFPEK9af4APkA2p_zP5IaE8XPgTb8lbmu9WR7ZkVG-bGeuJAGwsmi7jobS9nS2JMH8lMowKcWnbml9Qd7Og5OgwvTfMDHXgNbF7AQaIFBteEhwT10m0ZVa95KPVTb1LXleu_hd0ZI9TL/s1600-h/voids+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332973795045147122" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIUFPEK9af4APkA2p_zP5IaE8XPgTb8lbmu9WR7ZkVG-bGeuJAGwsmi7jobS9nS2JMH8lMowKcWnbml9Qd7Og5OgwvTfMDHXgNbF7AQaIFBteEhwT10m0ZVa95KPVTb1LXleu_hd0ZI9TL/s200/voids+2.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Graphite in VAPD. "Dishes". </span></em><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Sorry about the glare :)</span></em></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">IMT: Family</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I think that one of my favourite things to express in my art is gender roles and issues, specifically those involving women. And of course women face the issue of having a family, and then there is the problem of her <em>role</em> in the family.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I think that this is an attack on the ancient views of what a women should be: a beauty queen who can cook, clean, and will make babies and silently raise them - all without protest. Nothing more and nothing less. No thoughts, no opinions, no discussion. This image depicts the strong woman as she sees herself, but with the added voids that our grandfathers and great-grandfathers would have seen.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I completed this drawing about a week ago, but I feel it is very much appropriate for the theme of "Family".</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Just for the record:</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Personally, I have nothing against stay-at-home wives and mothers, so long as it was HER decision and she knows that she is able to do whatever she wants - without being ruled over by a dictatoral husband.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I'm actually rather pleased today because I received my school VAPD diary mark - which is a form of assessment - during today's art lesson. I got 93/100 :)</span></p>illyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13304304139961286364noreply@blogger.com3