the drawings are getting smaller

and it is getting slightly worrying. even if i start on the biggest clearest space my drawing will be suspended in the smallest part. it is not a conscious decision but maybe i need to concentrate on the image to page ratio a little more. it is almost as if it is necessary to leave a blank space, i know if i started on a small piece of paper i would feel the drawing would be overcrowded and almost stifled? It might be interesting to try and force this and see what happens. the worst it can be is bad.

Colour

in a tutorial recently the issue of colour (and lack of it in my work) has come up. Believe it or not i have been trying to address this within my drawings but it has yet to become a subconscious decision, and until it does i fear any work with colour will look a bit forced? or awkward. In my work i rely quite heavily on spontaneity and quick lines and it can be seen in previous drawings that they straight away become alot stiller, not that this is a bad thing i just need to find a way for it to work for me. At the moment anything coloured is stuck between anything, apparently floating in this sort of uncomfortable abyss. but, i will keep trying and post up images on here soon to show my (if any) progress.

Fact and Fiction Exhibition

End of March 2009 2nd year BA illustration had a show at the arts bar in camberwell, Fact and Fiction.

"Fact is truth, reality, actuality. Fiction is invention and imagination. The two are opposing categories of idea."



















Into this exhibition i entered a bird drawing i had previously done for FACT, a quick ink drawing that was intended to capture the bird in the simplest most essential way. I don't know how successful i was in achieving this but someone actually bought it. I had not intended to sell it but to be honest i couldn't believe someone wanted it enough to pay for it. It would have been rude not to.

The Owl and the Pussycat

The Owl and The Pussycat by Edward Lear

I

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'

II

Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

III

'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.


I have started drawing owls and cats primarily, to get an idea of how to go about this. There is loads of imagery in this already so i think it could be quite interesting to focus on the two lead characters.




































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Publish

I really did not like this project, i had the best intentions but it never really came together and i am aware all the illustrations for it are extremely laboured. I have put a selection up here but i do not really like any of them at all. It's possibly that i was trying too hard to work in a different way and it started to become fragmented and alien, didn't really flow as a project.