I went to a workshop which was supposed to be about watercolor pencils techniques. We learned two: draw-then-wash and wash-then-draw, and the remainder of the time was spent drawing still-life-on-bad-tablecloth in that fiddly, fussy, color pencil way. Yikes. I could have asked for help; the teacher was a lovely young chap, but I didn't know what to ask. I did spot his brush that contained oh-so-much water, though, and proceeded to the art supply shop to get one; I can justify it because we do washes in Ronette's class.
Meguro Art Gallery, a small Tokyo public place Ben and I fell in love with in November 2011, had another small but worthwhile exhibition on paper and shapes, which I enjoyed; I also found out about a calculated and folded paper exhibition, (in the vogue now, yes?) now on my list.
I went to another small gallery, Matsuoka, for supposedly a small Impressionist exhibition; this was ho-hum for me; too few artists represented, (almost) all landscapes in dark colors, blah blah, but there was an unfinished Monet that had a few colors of undercoat in shapes which we could see would have turned into sea/sky/cloud/cliff/trees. Their Vessels and Shapes Permanent Collection exhibition was more interesting and I was attracted to the old Persian ware.
I've received some kind emails about my collage postcards from some of the recipients. They are simple and unplanned and I'm not sure what I'm doing but then I don't worry about them, either. I usually work on them in two sittings, then look over each one on the third and either address them right away or work a tiny bit more then send them. Most have no themes or messages, but once in a while something pops up.
There seems to be a problem with the glues I've tried, so I got this gel medium, but I've never used these and the art supply shop manager warned me this is sticky. Yikes.
And the rest of the time, I've been working on and worrying about my Cubism class project. Now I've got to go look at my notes to see what's what there.
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Forgot to tell you I went to another session of figure drawing croquis on Monday. I still love the class format: the model poses, we draw, and in 150 minutes class time, we get 120 minutes, (4 * 20 min, 2 * 10 min, and 4 * 5 min,) of drawing time, with one 20 min break. The teacher is groovy, but he's gung-ho on us drawing proportionately and accurately; he actually told one student she's just "making things up," so I'm glad I didn't sign up for the weekly class. Still might go one more time on the first Monday in September.
See what I mean? It's so wrong when drawing after drawing I get from head to toes on one sheet of relatively small, (called F6 around here,) paper, though he did catch me reluctant to draw the head with this model.
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