In school I was always critiqued on my heavy lines and poor shading in art class. In terms of line work and concept I always felt like I was good, but the hard line was always there ha-ha.
Since then I have changed that slightly, as I draw for film storyboards, the idea for that is rough ideas so no need to focus on details and heavy lines, well, most of the time anyway. I feel this is a key factor into where my art had gone today, free of lines, out of bounds and unrestricted.
For years in art class it was, paint this and draw that and mould this, and even if you did just do it yourself, off the cuff, you had to have weeks of progress sheets OK’D by the teacher before you could start. You would end up with a final sketch on which to base your mould or project on.
I now sit with paints, water, brushes, newspaper and a canvas, and I just, paint.
I see where things go and don’t step back to view the painting thoroughly until it is finished. I don’t remember a time in art class when we were given paint and told “ Do anything!”
free of rules, to be allowed escape into the process of painting.
The people in art class who struggled with basic line work, sizing, shading and the likes, I bet they would of produced their own unique pieces of art if given the freedom to do so, and regardless of the quality of it, they did it themselves.
Of course I learned vital drawing skills and theory in art class, but as soon as I left school the amount of artwork produced dropped rapidly, the interest was gone, and I imagine a chunk of my class mates did the same.
Only recently I jumped back in and because there was no one there other than me to decide the process of painting, I have never enjoyed it more.
Sláinte! Agus go raibh maith agat,
Ró,
ActionRec.