I made this little sculpture today:
Thinking about: eternal flames, matches that can’t be lit (these are made out of clay), and things that won’t ever be.
I’ve been feeling frustrated with drawing. The sculpture’s not perfect, but I’m in this holding pattern until I can work on paintings in school. Somehow, doing these little sculptures makes me feel like I’m getting somewhere, even though I’m really not. Or…
I fooled around with clay some more and made these little people:
(Hmmm, made more than one, but can’t find the image files for the rest.)
As sculptures, they’re no big deal. I like them, but I wasn’t sure what to do with them. I’m still spinning my wheels. So I put them together in simple little scenes and drew them:
Holy moley. Now I feel like I’m getting somewhere. The drawings above are nothing too spectacular, but they felt right as I was making them in a way that nothing has felt right in a while. The potential – that’s what really gets me going.
So now I have all sorts of new ideas percolating. I don’t feel like I’m just going through the motions anymore; I want to make weird clay scenes and use them as the basis of paintings and drawings. Not like that’s an original idea or anything, but it’s new to me.
This will be great. Now I just need a good text to really kick my ass and get me going. I’m headed to B&N tomorrow to find one.