Showing posts with label Faces. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Faces. Show all posts

May 25, 2009

Incubation and Face Play.


I love faces. I love painting them. I love drawing them. I love collaging them. 
I need to get out more so that I can take pictures of them.
Talk to strangers, take their candy, and then their picture.
Make new friends and make art with them.
Walk on the cracks in the sidewalk.
Before taking pictures
and making rubbings
and stuffing art
inside.
Inside
finding the time
to reach within
scoop out the pulp 
and synthesize by feel
that which cannot be seen.
Crouching in the dark with lightbulb suns
and incubating my dreams.  Birthing saturated
works of self to set free: prayers. New forms, new mediums,
new ways to set things free. Finding it hard to find my groove,
to scoop out. But, an art class is forthcoming with a new face each week to draw.
And it's free and very chill: paper bags are encouraged as an art surface and our friend who teaches it uses the scientific principles of DaVinci to make sense of the line and the eye-hand connection. I need to buy shellac today, you'll see what I mean. And last night I found my googly eyes. Whoo hoo.

 

Thank you Robin for posting about these digital canvas boxes. I can't get enough of them! 

December 22, 2008

primary colors.


primary colors., originally uploaded by kaliji.

I had a few precious hours to myself on Sunday and this was one of the resulting pages. Usually my only alone time is in the bathroom and as one who thrives on solitude, the grind of the last few months has not been conducive to creative pursuits. I delight in finding myself going back to hues inspired by the primary colors. I am always reminded of kindergarten and the freedom with which we made marks on the page. I'm still holding out for a (free) kindergarten for adults.
Fun fun fun

May 20, 2008

Shark mouth.


shark mouth., originally uploaded by kaliji.

She is beginning to stand up to the sharks she encounters who try and belittle her intelligence because she is a woman in order to better their performances as self-actualized yet virile patriarchs.
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I have become obsessed with idioms as of late. If I was cool like Teresa Rowe, I would keep a book to illustrate with my favorites :)
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February 9, 2008

No me...

I'm so going to get down to business with my school work tomorrow and not get carried away with Greasemonkey, installing flickr scripts, rss feeds and yahoo pipes....my inner nerd ran rampant today :) School should always be put off when the art journal groove gets revved up interdisciplinary style anyway.

Besides, if I had been studying Spanish instead of getting stuck outside a pool hall, I wouldn't have learned that coat hangers are very handy when your friend gets locked out of her car; especially when you can pull off the side view mirror and duct tape it back on.
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