i binded new sketchbook and ruined it with gouache practise
Art books are something I like to read when I am feeling unmotivated or uninspired in my work. Here are my top 5 books to read:
A great resource for painting and the practice of learning how to paint. A bit advanced, so I would say it’s best for intermediate artists.
Lots of great references and drawings to practice from!
I like to copy these drawings in my sketchbook to help with my drawing skills.
Not an instructional book, but a biography and art book of one of my favorite artists William Bouguereau
Recent art of Oc’s, self portraits, L 😊 💕, and a commission of Junko for my moms friends daughter!! Idk much about the character but yes!!!
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Hello!! I’m a non-binary art student studying in the uk and recently have been struggling to keep myself afloat during summer after having to disconnect from abusive family, to help support myself until late september I’m opening commissions to pay for things like food!
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freshman year i spent 9h per day at school except for thursdays when i spent 11h at school. That’s more than an average full work shift, which is 8h. call me lazy one more time when you see me pass out on the floor right after coming home and see what fucking happens bitch
August - 4 - 2020
I’m working on my last midterm of my bachelor’s degree. It may or may not be due in two hours with a total of a sentence on it. But this is my last one. I’m excited to almost be done.
things i miss about going to college for an art degree:
live nude figure studies.
waltzing with dance majors.
shopping for heels for that ballroom class.
the high of being surrounded by a diverse group of creators.
the insight & criticisms of so many unique & brilliant professors.
being covered in paint, stone, wood chips and spray adhesive.
gallery showings and drinks with fellow art majors.
sneaking into the music building to play piano.
Well, $2,200 later, and my tuition is finally payed for. I now have exactly $26.15 to my name.
Everyone else my age is graduating with a bachelors degree right now. They’re gonna go and get nice cushy jobs in business and engineering and all kinds of other things people who actually have a brain in their skull go into so that they can actually live a happy, comfortable life. And here I am. Paying my own way through a “degree” at a barely accredited film school. Still three semesters away from graduating and going out into an industry that will likely turn me into a professional table waiter.
Time to go get liquored up.
REALLY intense art school “exams”
It was really hot today, so I decided to wear a shirt I almost never wear because I like it and I don’t… want to ruin it… or maybe… waste the… I don’t know. I usually only wear it to weddings and interviews and things where I need to look nice. So, I was wearing this light weight blue patterned button down and worn bluejeans and leather lace up shoes, and my hair looked good and I felt good and as a person who has long struggled with their appearance (yeah, forced femininity!), I was pretty happy with myself.
Anyways. I popped by my crush’s office to talk to her office mate/boss about a work thing, and while she was talking, the boss, I glanced at my crush because she was kind of facing me, and I caught her checking me out!
I repeat. My crush! Was checking! Me out! Like, a full on once over.
She saw that I had noticed and sort of awkwardly agreed with her boss and blushed and looked back at the papers on her desk. And once the work thing was settled, the three of of us sort of chatted. But I know she was checking me out. And she knows I know. I don’t know what to do with any of this. But I needed to put it out there.
Was it because I felt good and was a little more confident? Was it me being assertive at work? Did she just like my outfit (I caught her checking me out back in the winter but kind of brushed it off because good old low self esteem)?
Who knows. But I’m feeling great!!!
Hi everyone! I’m not sure who still follows this account, but I’m back from the dead and I’m going to try to go back to actively posting here, and on my art blog to help keep track of the work and progress I’ve been making during my time in this graduate art program I started back in February. Good to see you all again :D
the last painting i did in my first year of high school. have progressed a lot in the ten months i was given. hoping the next year will be just as good