Finished up that drawing

Here it is~!!!!

Added a center mark, shit was fun and cool and the like. I really enjoy doing this kind of work.

Besides that, I've been looking around for another project (to find different colors around us and to take them and turn it into art, so basically another ready-made project, but  truer version), and I ended up in a really cool place under a bridge near our school. It was basically a trash dump/hobo paradise. Anyways I brought some really cool shit back to my studio!

I found 9 knives, and a rusty pair of scissors, and 11 boxes of matches, yes each of those things in those boxes is a match set, each of the boxes contained around 50 sets. So I have approximately 8,250 individual matches... Sweet. I also found that little mini locker which had a bunch of change sleeves (the kind where banks keep their quarters and nickles) There is a lot more down there, and  might go back and get some more things, but I really need to sanitize EVERYTHING @__@ I'm going to get really sick pretty soon. Eeeewwwww~ DX

Well, that's all for tonight,

Ta ta~

-Ben

Drawing Process

**My drawing projects just took a 180 and are now sculpture cross overs. Ooops. Regardless, I still ended up with a piece that is the complete opposite from the norm, and I might stick with it for awhile to see how it plays out**

This project was to create a finished piece based on doodles that you do. Something I doodle a lot are hands, and this was one of the first things that popped into my head. I really wanted to work with plaster last semester in Sculptural Forms, but I never did so I decided to do it here. Originally I was going to have a cascade of hands flowing out of the wall, but things didn't work out, my opinions changed, and all of the various art induced decisions that I made lead this to be further and further away from a piece coming from the wall, and turned into a piece going to the wall.

 Here we go~!

The entire installation as seen by my class.

When it comes to the hands that I plastered, there are three types of hands. The first are fully rendered hands, which I cast, and then brushed charcoal onto so the hands them selves would be fully rendered (there are three of these). The next type is the cast hand, where I just simply cast a hand and let it be (there are six of these). The last type of hands are the destroyed hands. These were cut off of my hand while being cast without being allowed to dry fully, and I did not patch them up, so they appear broken and dismantled. The remaining four are this way. All of them combined represent my growth as an artist technically through stages. From being barely able to draw hands, to slightly understanding how they work, and finally to mastery of that form. This piece reads vertically in that direction as well as horizontally. While horizontally, the viewer goes into the wall, going from the physical world where you have the objects (the hands) to the marks that are made (the charcoal dust print) then the ideal final form (my hand prints on the wall). This dual growth adds another layer to the engagement plane, taking it to a metaphysical level along side physical and personal.

 

Different angle.

The bottom two thirds, the lower sections is a pile of hands, covered in Charcoal.

Hand prints at the top. Symbolized the ideal when it came to drawing hands.

With this, I had the hands piled up in the exact same way as the actual pile, but I proceeded to blow the charcoal away, to create this negative space-esque drawing.

This is the pile of hands, each one was plastered by myself, and are of either my hands, or a few friends who let me plaster theirs. This is how the other section looked before I blew all of the charcoal off.

Different angle and better lighting.

After critique, I did not know how I would carry the installation home. so I cut off the two areas that I like the most, and knocked the charcoal dust off. Then rolled it up and brought it home to the studios. When I unrolled it again to pin to the wall to flatten it, this is what it looked like, and I am really happy with it. I might do one last impression, and try to seal some of the darker black charcoal marks onto it so there is a wider range of value, but who knows how it will turn out. I will post a picture once I am fully finished. (Hopefully in better lighting than this @_@)

The drawing that it turned into

Well, that's all for tonight~!

Ta ta~

-Ben

Pokemanz Part Two

Mayhaps finished? More so than last time, and at least sized properly for the zine which will hopefully be sold at this year's MoCCA Fest via our school's Illustration Club/Department? I'm not sure on the specs, but I'm looking forward to it!!!

Till next time~!

-Ben

Motivational Thoughts

So as a continuation of the last post, these are the remaining posters that I've hung up outside of the dorms. My hope is that I can brighten some people's day when they see them, insofar as make a single person smile, I will consider these a success.

 

That's all for today! Till next time,

Ta ta~

-Ben

Lonely Motivation

I've started making funny little flyers which I hang up around town for people to enjoy.

Currently, there are two.

If you see one, feel free to tear a section off~! 

I'm just trying to brighten your day :) 

(There will be many more to come)

-Ben

Pokemanz, I Draw Them.

Sent this in for a Pokemon Zine that will be out out later this semester at MICA, this is just the preliminary, and there will be a few more details once it is finished.

 

HAUNTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR is the best Pokemon out there. Just saying.

Till next time~!

-Ben

Just an RA

Last post of tonight, for real. @__@

I just had my interview to be a Resident Adviser for MICA for next year. Here is the self portrait I had to turn in with it.

That looks cheery doesn't it?

Well, good night~! 

-Ben

EMAC: third class

This is all stuff I did last week, just some fun doodles I did with a friend.

Some Pastels

So I earlier I posted up some pastel projects that I was doing for drawing; however, I never posted the results. Here they are~! (All three are self portraits in some respect, if not of my physically, then at least of me mentally)

This first piece was about defending others from an outside aggression. I wanted to have the viewer be looking up at the figure while seemingly being protected by another figure in the foreground. Done in warm reds as an indication to the general overtones and connotations those colors carry, namely anger and power and such. Pretty straight forward over all.

The second piece is about being totally isolated and alone. Using blues which have the connotation of being saddening and mellowing colours. This was more based on my internal anxiety towards how things were going between me an a certain person, and how I did not know how to interact with them so I shut them out. Which, when looking back, was a terrible idea. But hey, I was going under some emotional distress, but that will be hit upon in the next image. Besides that, the person in a box is a pretty standard composition; however, I had to convince my teacher that this was in fact a drawing and not a sculpture with a drawing inside. Luckily, she liked my explanation and accepted it as such.

The third and final piece of this pastel series is a much more personal image, and was not really a response to the assignment, but I turned it in anyways, and my teacher liked it. This was another piece about protection; yet unlike the one above, this deals with internal protection. Namely protecting those that are close to my heart and are extremely dear to me. Besides my family, my friends are the most important people in the world, and recently I lost one. No, not to death, but because of my own emotions regarding the girl. I left her a spot inside my chest, but I decided to not show her. (Originally, I was going to her her silhouette in the background as if it was leaving, but I didn't like how that looked within the composition) My eyes are closed so I don't have to see the world around me turning to a haze and fuzz and what not, with all of its chaotic misfortune. The arms are crossed over the chest cavity to try and keep the remaining people still inside so I don't lose anymore.

 Anyways, I did a lot of internal reflecting with this series, and I have discovered a little more about myself than I knew. I am afraid of loss, and most importantly, afraid of losing anyone close, and letting time go on. I will try and try to keep things the status quo, but so far that hasn't done any good to me.

Well, that's enough for emotional moping, next time I will post with something cheerier! 

(I mean it >.<)

till then, ta ta~

-Ben

There is a Mouse in the Apartment!

This little girl has been terrorizing our apartment complex this entire semester. (Most of the people in our building are female) So when I caught her, a lot of people were happy. My roommates however didn't want to keep her (I did) and one of them made me take the trash can and throw her off of the third story. I felt s bad afterwards that I went out to try and find her corpse. I couldn't, so I firmly believe that she survived the fall. She might be slightly injured, but at least I didn't flat out kill her!

Till next time!

-Ben