Guggenheim
Fallingwater
Holy jesus monkey this is awesome.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Huntington Gardens
For class on Saturday we went to the Huntington Gardens to sketch outdoor scenery. I'd never been, and despite the heat, I enjoyed walking around and looking at the different gardens and buildings there. Definitely need another shot at that place, and if you get the chance to check it out, I recommend it highly.
I'm not terribly pleased with my sketches from that day, but it was instructional and helpful if only because of the effort and action put into drawing; like so many things in life, the point is the process, and not necessarily the end result. At least that's what I tell myself when I look at these.
Trees outside the main house
Trellis covered path in the rose garden. Perspective's off. Bah.
Lion chair
Tree covered with other tree stuff in the Jungle Garden. This is my favorite of the bunch. It looked like the tree was being taken over by parasitic growths, but still standing. I've forgotten too much of high school biology to know if that's actually the case, but it sounds dramatic enough.
Poorly done Chinese Garden drawing. Those goddamn roofs are deceptively hard to draw.
After completing some drawings, I had about an hour to walk around before closing, so I went into some exhibits. The main house holds European art, which I found out later after looking it up. They had lots of furniture, sculptures, and a lot lot lot of portraiture. Gainsborough stands out in my memory, as they have the Blue Boy there.
And there was this middle aged woman there explaining the pictures to her companion: "It seems there's a distance between the couple, but he's trying to bridge it." When I passed by them I swear I could smell liquor. Some say that's how you do it, but I just can't fathom drinking in that heat at 4 in the afternoon, but to each their own.
Strangely enough, I found myself drawn to a small collection of watercolors they had up. And the furniture and sculptures. It's strange because I have a difficult time with watercolors and I've been averse to 3-dimensional art in the past. Not that I didn't like those media, but I found them frustrating to work with. Perhaps that's the root of my interest in them in galleries. Envy of some sort.
I took a picture of this cool end table in the art gallery in what was the Huntington house. I guess it still is the Huntington house. In any case, I like it.
The placard said something about incorporating Japanese design in the shelving, but what would I know.
There were also some chairs
This is a sussex chair by Morris & Company from ~1870
And another from 1880. Looks comfy. I took pictures of the placards for the last two. That's how I know what they are, teehee.
Right now I'm recording to my laptop from vinyl, and am getting a lot of noise, like an electric hum. It's pretty annoying. Recording from the audio out on my amplifier to the line in on my computer and recording to Cakewalk. Fucking technology.
I'm not terribly pleased with my sketches from that day, but it was instructional and helpful if only because of the effort and action put into drawing; like so many things in life, the point is the process, and not necessarily the end result. At least that's what I tell myself when I look at these.
Trees outside the main house
Trellis covered path in the rose garden. Perspective's off. Bah.
Lion chair
Tree covered with other tree stuff in the Jungle Garden. This is my favorite of the bunch. It looked like the tree was being taken over by parasitic growths, but still standing. I've forgotten too much of high school biology to know if that's actually the case, but it sounds dramatic enough.
Poorly done Chinese Garden drawing. Those goddamn roofs are deceptively hard to draw.
After completing some drawings, I had about an hour to walk around before closing, so I went into some exhibits. The main house holds European art, which I found out later after looking it up. They had lots of furniture, sculptures, and a lot lot lot of portraiture. Gainsborough stands out in my memory, as they have the Blue Boy there.
And there was this middle aged woman there explaining the pictures to her companion: "It seems there's a distance between the couple, but he's trying to bridge it." When I passed by them I swear I could smell liquor. Some say that's how you do it, but I just can't fathom drinking in that heat at 4 in the afternoon, but to each their own.
Strangely enough, I found myself drawn to a small collection of watercolors they had up. And the furniture and sculptures. It's strange because I have a difficult time with watercolors and I've been averse to 3-dimensional art in the past. Not that I didn't like those media, but I found them frustrating to work with. Perhaps that's the root of my interest in them in galleries. Envy of some sort.
I took a picture of this cool end table in the art gallery in what was the Huntington house. I guess it still is the Huntington house. In any case, I like it.
The placard said something about incorporating Japanese design in the shelving, but what would I know.
There were also some chairs
This is a sussex chair by Morris & Company from ~1870
And another from 1880. Looks comfy. I took pictures of the placards for the last two. That's how I know what they are, teehee.
Right now I'm recording to my laptop from vinyl, and am getting a lot of noise, like an electric hum. It's pretty annoying. Recording from the audio out on my amplifier to the line in on my computer and recording to Cakewalk. Fucking technology.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own.
I'm rather happy with these hands I drew in class this past week.
I think the inked hands came out pretty good, mostly smooth.
oregano!
Sketchbook goodies.
I think one of these days I should post up some CAD stuff, too. The thing I like about CAD is imagining different surfaces and views of an object and putting together 3-dimensional shapes in my head. Of course, that's part of the fun of drawing traditionally for me, as well. It's like being on drugs but working for that tripped out feeling, rather than having it come to you, if that makes sense.
I'm rather happy with these hands I drew in class this past week.
I think the inked hands came out pretty good, mostly smooth.
oregano!
Sketchbook goodies.
I think one of these days I should post up some CAD stuff, too. The thing I like about CAD is imagining different surfaces and views of an object and putting together 3-dimensional shapes in my head. Of course, that's part of the fun of drawing traditionally for me, as well. It's like being on drugs but working for that tripped out feeling, rather than having it come to you, if that makes sense.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Hiking
This weekend I hiked up to Mission Point, the first hike I've been on in a while. It was nice and short, though I'll cop to feeling it in my legs this morning. Saw some burnt trees and some flowers in bloom. On the way down, some guy told us to watch out for "a coyote with snakes," but we had no such luck.
Yellow flower with a bee
Purple flower (I know, I'm like the flower expert or something)
Burnt trees, valley, and I think the San Gabriels
more flowery goodness
Good times hiking, and kind of caught up with some friends. I've got some sketches to post, too, but I'll wait to fight with photoshop later. Sleep first.
Yellow flower with a bee
Purple flower (I know, I'm like the flower expert or something)
Burnt trees, valley, and I think the San Gabriels
more flowery goodness
Good times hiking, and kind of caught up with some friends. I've got some sketches to post, too, but I'll wait to fight with photoshop later. Sleep first.
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