Layering up textures and materials and colours and shapes
Back into the real world...Life as an Art Student and the continuing road of Recovery Through Creativity
Friday, 12 July 2013
Thursday, 11 July 2013
Old tree
Here is the beginning of an old project that I started a few years ago when I was into destructing things and pulled off the back of my wardrobe and stuck on lots of text and images i had been ripping up for a while and storing in a box, and it looks like i have scribbled some
nonsense on it with a black marker pen at some point, There is some black tissue half stuck to it too.
It has been sitting behind my kitchen door by the bin, staring at the wall for quite some time, looking untidy and gathering dust. Usually, having looked at it again, I would assume this is rubbish, that is why it's there. normally wouldnt hesitate to rip up or paint right over this embarrassment.
Well for 'these things change things' I decided to look at it for a mo and not be so critical of myself. Why do we always do that?
If I properly look at it, instead of just seeing a pile of crap... Hmmm what can I see. It is a tree. Not a very nice one. don't really remember what it was supposed to be about, or why I did it. There are lots of different faces, a clown, images of starving people, crying people and famine and words coming from the branches such as 'take action'. At the top of the tree is the word 'idea' partly covered by all the ideas overlapping. Down the trunk, lots of eyes, the words 'what about us' there are images of people protesting. At the root of the tree 'bridges not walls' , 'journaling on an empty stomach' and 'what you said'... There is a quote about a mosquito , some scribbled diagrams and the words listen up.
It doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but I know I was trying to say something, or thinking something, and it had a point. I thought if I finish it I might know the point of it.?
Have decided to add to it. I'm actually going to actually finish it.
For too long I have started things and not finished them. When is something finished?
K so i is gonna get in with that.
"If you think you're too small to make a difference, you haven't been to bed with a mosquito in your room"
Good effort
Today I was very helpful, I made 25 watermelons, 5 bigger melons and 10 poodles out of leather. I did cutting and sticking. My first day of going to work in a few years.. Not bad. ! I like this kind of work, much better than scummerfields or the chip shop . Back on Saturday. I am such a good boy :-)
Being Useful
Enough moaning, got me bloody pills and feeling much better. I am on the train as we speak, heading to boscombe where I have a little bit of work experience in a shop, Love from hetty and dave... Lots of really lovely cute crafty handmade stuff. Check out Zoe's website www.lovefromhettyanddave.co.uk
I think I'm going to be assisting in the making of some giant fabric slugs or something, not sure...Check me out going to work! Excited, woooohoo :-)
Wednesday, 10 July 2013
Drugs
On the topic of things that change things.... I am reluctant to say that taking my meds proper makes a huge difference.
I like to think I don't need them, i dont want them, but, have realised yet again that not taking my meds as prescribed makes me feel SO ILL!!!! When will I learn??!!
I don't plan ahead very well and tend To run out on a Friday and am ok for a day then start to go wonky brains and spend the weekend all of a jitter.
can't order any over weekend, so call Monday and get them tues, always have to go back 2 or 3 times before they actually have them...by which point I can't get my words out or sign the form very well , they must think I'm a total nutter. feels like I waste half my life waiting around at the pharmacy...
When i run out of meds, I optimistically think... well i feel pretty good so maybe dont need them anymore...then after a day or so get all dizzy and shaky and disorientated and feel sick, cant sleep at night, thoughts crazy..and then a few days later consider that this might be withdrawals. ... Maybe this would pass once they out my system and I would be fine?
I am on a much lower dose now, after cutting down myself which I do not recommend without the advice of a doctor, cos even that sent me a bit funny. Just 2 different pills, antidepressant and antipsyhotic ..and fine mood wise can manage anxiety can think pretty straight and getting to grips with life... How do I know when I I don't need them anymore? Because I'm not depressed and I'm not psyhotic. Is that cos of my pills or cos I'm normal again?
today, 3 days no meds, have been laying on my bed with a scarf around my head because the light is hurting myeyes and i feel like im gonna chunder when i move. body aches it feels like my head is going to explode, like a hot electric thing keeps buzzing in my brains and getting bigger. Then i dizzied into asleep, woke up and panicked because i thought i had gone blind, i am all confused :-(
must start setting reminders on my phone so i dont do this to myself every few weeks. not sure if i subconsciously do it on purpose, like self sabotage, or just because i forget, or i always think it will be ok this time.
I dont like how a couple of tiny little pills can so drastically change my ability to function! And theyre only supposd to effect my mood and thinking, how do they effect my whole body? Stupid.
I know i feel better when i just take them. I just dont like taking them!!!!
Tuesday, 9 July 2013
Layers
If I was mindful enough to click my camera after every brush stroke, I would make a cool animation of all the layers building up.
But I am far too messy, and forgetful. But I took a few pics, and thought i would record my order of doing things for future reference, because i am forgetful.
1.
I ripped up the bible (some of genesis and a few psalms) to give my canvas some texture. I stuck it down with glue and some gesso round a bit of the canvas but got bored of that so mostly pva.Note: you could use any book or papers, it does not have to take a religious format. I chose the bible because the pages are nice and thin and smooth, i'm done reading it, and there are like a billion copies of it in the world, so no big loss. Also, i have some beef with the big guy and religion in general so it felt nice to rip it up. You don't have to do a formal ceremony or anything.
This made my canvas nice and strong, a bit bumpy, and lots of nice words on it about he creation of the world .
See how these things change things? Plus, it's fun.
2. I splatter some ink on the page because it was running out so just poured on what was left. Then I blew it around, I think this works better with a straw. I got a bit light headed..
I think the ink looks like branches of a tree.
3. I rotated my canvas because the words were upside down and it was distracting. Jut turning around your page changes the picture.Then I mixed up some orangy ink then sponged gesso over the top.
4. I turned my canvas around again and started stamping different shapes with bits of foam and making crazy different lines with ink and got overexcited with different colours and doodled some swirls and used the other end of my paintbrush too and a bit fingerpainting.
5.then I did some more of that and painted some yellow triangles
6. I took a break to admire the mess I have made, have a cup of tea and blog my art attack .
I will keep adding to it. Am just debating whether to go to bed now and think about it or just stay up all night and do it.
I most remember to be balanced.
If I stay up all night I will be very odd and possibly grumpy tomoro, and if go to bed I will be anxious thinking about it and not finishing it..
Maybe I could add a little bit every day.
Ummm To be continued
Saturday, 29 June 2013
Things that change things
This is about 4 blog posts in one because...I have been very busy...starting things and not finishing them
It is so easy to slip back Into old habits .
So, decided to shake it up a bit and break the mould ...enough is enough... I am young and free and have 3 months of freedom, being well and creative , witthout the responsibility of a job, i may never get is sort of free time again.
So i am not afraid to go out, because quite frankly that is a waste of life.
I have been geting out in the sunshine (lovely weather) and even done a couple of train journeys.
I like the train.
Here is a not so great pic of Neddy and Salvador cruising London. LONDON!
I did some painting with flo... Artist in the making ...She said this is a picture of a snake and a dinosaur. I like it.
I have a summer project with the title 'these things change things' so have been thinking a lot about different things that change things.
So far I have written many lists and mind mappeded the many things that change things, only to reach the conclusion that every thing changes everything. I also started a few sketchbooks and couldnt get going because everything i did seemed rubbish, but just gotta get on with it now, none of this perfectionism nonsense. It really holds you back.
I think every choice we make, every word we say every action we do changes something, for better or worse. The world is always changing. all things and all people and all of everything changes absolutely everything. Deep.
So this frees me up to do whatever artings take me fancy. Even just making a mark on a page changes it, it changes depending on what material you use, what paper, what shape, how many marks, how big. you an change something by the way you draw it, what perspective, how much light is on it, just looking at it differently. You can change anything by doing anything.
Today I went to boscombe to sarahs arty studio and drew a shell in lots of different ways, I used a feather and a oil pastel and did some dots and some lines. I tried drawing it without looking at it and just feeling it and this made some cool pictures and shapes.
I like drawing like this.
for things that change things i like the idea of how little random acts of kindness can change things. Wise Hollie randomly gave me this delightful bunch of flowers.....
and I changed from grumpy to surprised and contented...
Do i drew the flowers.
I thought I might be able to change the world with some post it notes to cheer people up. So I went out in the sunshine an stuck little messages around Dorchester.
Little flo my best lil friend from nextdoor helped me out
I was thinking of making a book of affirmations for my project, with the idea that saying these positive things brings hope and niceness. So been trying today nice things to myself, even if it feels like I'm lying... But fake it til you make it?
I'm going to play around with colour and the way words are written and images to go with them. I'm also doing lots of cutting and sticking and layering to play with texture using lots of different materials, and things laying around. I am recycling lots of crap that has piled up on my craft shelf and all the little torn up bits of paper I keep. I collected all the scraps of things on my floor which are now in a box for a project. There might be a couple of dead moths in there too, I like them because they are furry.
Tidying up changes things. I felt like i didn't know where to start wih artings because everything was so untidy... now i have organised all my paper into colour coordinated folders and put all my littletiny things into jars. Now I have space to work. Here is a before and after of my space to do artings.
Tidy
I put it on a shelf. Now I have lots of space to mess it up again, yippee!
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