Lizzy’s Portrait

This is one of my favourite pieces that I’ve done for my visual art diary. We were given directions  to make several collages in the cubist style that we had been using in class. I was looking around my house for inspiration and found Lizzy crouched down under the coffee table. I quickly sketched her from 3 different angles before she moved, but not before several dirty looks were shot my way. It’s Lizzy’s style.

catcollage

This is the only collage I have finished so far. Next week is mid semester break and I plan to finish off my artworks. It should be really fun.

Urban Landscapes

Another exercise we were asked to do in our visual diary was some quick urban landscape drawings.

pastellandscape

This is the view from my front living room window. Kind of. None of the buildings are that bright and colourful but they are all cute little terrace houses. I’m still not the master with pastels, but I like the childlike roughness of this anyway. And if you look in the right hand corner of this one you can see Lizzy’s claw marks again. She’s always trying to art.

boardeduphouses

This is my favourite house in my street. It’s all boarded up and was previously a squat. Shortly after I finished this drawing a sign was put up to notify the local residents that it and the abandoned building next door are being knocked down to put up town houses. Sad Face.

Drawing with Ink

I finally got around to scanning these drawings from just over a month ago. We were instructed to draw some natural objects using ink. I don’t really have a lot to say about these, I’ll just let the pictures speak for themselves.

featherink

Notice the little paw and claw prints? My cat decided she’d help with this one.  Feathers drawn with ink using feathers.

 

inkandpapertree

This was a tree that was in bloom near my bus stop. I tried my best to capture the pink blossoms.

 

shellsink

And the little cat prints return on this one as well. Lizzy just wants to make art too.

I like ink, its unpredictable and fun to work with because of that.

The Segregating Sentence

Just a quick update from me again. This was one of the exercises from Tuesday night. Its the only piece that I like that I wrote.

We were looking at different kinds of sentences that we could use while writing our feature article. One of those was the segregating sentence: a series of short and grammatically simple sentences. Robert asked us to write a brief paragraph of around 100 words to describe a football game or party. Everyone wrote about a party. I wrote about a party that actually happened in a share house that I lived in about 7 years ago.

 

 

 

It’s Chris’ birthday. He’s 26 today. Everyone is in costume. My wig is blonde. My dress is pink. I’m Princess Peach. There are lollies in each room. All of our tv’s are on. Various consoles are plugged in. It’s like we’re kids again. Running from room to room. There’s no need to drink. We’re all high on sugar. Except for Dane. His mum made homebrew. One shot. Two Shots. Three shots. He drank too much. He’s on the floor. He’s outside. He’s lost in our street. Chris grabs him by the collar. He throws them in his room. The door is slammed. Dane is done for the night.

 

 

A name has been changed, not to protect anyone, but because both of the guys mentioned were named Chris and that was just going to make it complicated to read. Chris (or in this case Dane) didn’t actually get lost outside. That was another party guest, but I like how it fit in the paragraph.

I ended up telling one of the young girls there about some of our other funny adventures in that house. Maybe one day I’ll write some of them down, but it almost seems redundant when “He Died with a Falafel in his Hand” already exists. I’ve even been woken up at 3am by a housemate blasting Nick Cave.

An Army of Skeletor

I’ve been a bit slack when it comes to scanning things up. Just so I’m still sharing here is a little something that I shared with my instagram today. We’ve been working with acrylic paints for the past few weeks. Last week we were working with a monochromatic palette. This week we were working with a limited palette. For the warm up exercise that we did we didn’t have to work in this palette, but it just kind of worked out that the toy I brought in the paint fit the colour scheme of using two complimentary colours.

SkeletorOh hey there Skeletor. Nice palette you’ve got going on there.

Our warm up exercise was to paint the toy (so in my case Skeletor) 5 times, for 3 minutes each time.

Army of Skeletor

I ended up with what i have been calling “An Army of Skeletor.” It was a pretty fun exercise. One of my classmates complained that she found it a bit boring, but I quite liked her work, she just kind of started painting him however she felt like and I think that was the point of it really, just to get us loosened up and ready for the main piece that we were going to be working on.

Which was this beauty. Her name is Sascha. Or it might be Patrica, or Cher, Or Stella. We kept changing it, Rhiannon even suggested that the mannequin herself keeps changing her identity when it suits her.

Sascha

I’ve been wanting to paint this darling for weeks. I finally asked Sonia if we could last week and she agreed! Of course she has just joined my pile of artworks that I need to finish. I get the feeling the mid semester break is going to be a busy one for me. Hopefully I get started on it a bit more before that though. Maybe this weekend?

Today’s Work In Progress

Thursday which is my favourite day at uni. Thursday is Drawing and Painting day. Its a fun class, we’ve been doing a bit of everything. Its really good to get back to basics. I love it and our teacher Sonia is the best.

Today we were working with acrylic paints, we learnt how to mix black. After some playing around with different techniques on how to paint and mix colours we began work on a still life.

Somehow whenever I draw/paint skulls they look rather comical. Keep in mind this is a work in progress. I’ll try finish the painting over the weekend and hopefully once I add more shadows and detail it will look less like a funny floating skull.

Media Writing Exercises

One of my specialisations at university is creative writing. This semester we’re doing an Introduction to Media Writing. Its not really a topic that interests me a whole lot, well I didn’t think it was. We started the semester off learning about advertising which I found to be a real drag. Over the past few weeks we’ve been looking at journalism which I find to be much more interesting and I’ve started to really enjoy the calls. We’ve been doing some great writing exercises in the tutorials.

Here are a few from last night.

 


 

Exercise one. Description.

Observe the person next to you for 20 seconds and then describe them.

Tim wears blue jeans with the cuffs rolled up. Maybe its so he doesn’t scuff them as he walks or else it could be so you can pay more attention to his black lace up sneakers. They might be made of vinyl or they could be leather, I can’t tell. His eyes are intense and dark brown like his short hair. He is unshaven, but his facial hair is not untidy. Tim is wearing a blue and white plaid shirt that he has rolled up to his elbows. Its been warmer lately so he has no need for a jacket.

Write a description of your suburb in a sensory way.

 It takes a 10 minute train ride from the city loop to get to Ascot Vale. Its on the Craigieburn line, close to Moonee Ponds and the Flemington Racecourse. When I first moved there I was sure that I could smell the horses at the train station. The main street of Union Road is littered with boutiques, restaurants and cafes. Most of the boutiques seem quiet and business seems slow. Many focus on race, formal and bridal wear and these seem to be the most successful, most likely due to the closeness to the Flemington Racecourse. Other shop fronts are empty waiting for a new tenant to lease them. The diversity of the residents can be seen in the diversity of foods available on Union Road. You can find the standard fish & chips, kebabs, Chinese and Italian as well as the more hip vegan cupcakes and the African cafes. Although the suburb is quite multicultural there is a racist undertone found the graffiti in the cobble stone lane ways and on fences. The suburb is littered with terrace houses and cottages with rose filled gardens, however every few houses there is a newer block of town houses. The residents seem quite opposed to these developments, many of them displaying signs saying “no to inappropriate development.”

Exercise two. Quotes.

Interview a classmate about a time where things did not go according to plan. Tell there story using a mix of narrative and quotes.

“It was a few years ago, I was planning to move to Canada with my ex boyfriend, my boyfriend at the time” Leila begins “I was stressing out about getting everything ready, I had to work two nights before I was going.” While at work Leila managed to dislocate her shoulder not once, but twice, eventually asking to be sent home early. Leila went to bed, not thinking much of the dislocation, as it was something she had done many times before.

“When I woke up my arm was hanging like this,” Leila gestures, showing her arm hanging limply to her side, “I was sort of freaking out.” Leila knew this was going to interfere with her plans to go to Canada to see her boyfriend that she hadn’t seen for 6 months.

While at the hospital Leila learnt that she would have to have reconstructive surgery. “I had to cancel my flight, get surgery and all the shit that came after that.” She said “I ended up leaving and going to Canada anyway, I was just so desperate to see him.” This plan resulted in Leila hating everything about the move, her boyfriend included. She explains, “I was in constant pain.”

Speaking from the heart Leila says, “It was a shitty experience, but something I learnt, don’t just up and go and change your whole life for someone else.”

 


 

I’m not a big fan of the lectures that we have for media writing but I love our tutorials. Our teacher really makes the class and I’m looking forward to working on my next assignment which is a feature article.