I never really used to understand why Black and White aren’t technically described as colors, until recently. When I was little, they were still colors in a crayon, so what difference did it make? It was one of those statements like my fourth grade teacher saying, “There’s so such thing as can’t.” Kids can’t take things conceptually. Everything’s so literal. “Can’t” is a word. And that’s that.
Black used to dominate my wardrobe, and now I really understand how devoid of color I really was. Wearing black predominantly makes you look paler then you are and you’re not very approachable, Black doesn’t reflect light, it swallows it.
White, on the other hand, is of course; also colorless but is nothing but light. It tints light instead of takes over it, when mixing paints or pastels.
I used to only draw with charcoal, just black, and maybe some white accents. Painting opened me up to a whole new world of color and understanding and expression. I love skin colors, and how subtle things like veins and blush and shine in the hair. I filled my sketchbooks with acrylics and sharpies, layering colors and cutouts and sketches on top of each other.
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Thursday, March 13, 2008
Friday, September 7, 2007
Yarn Exersize
As soon as we got over the initial "what the hell are we doing" feeling it was a lot of fun... I decided to avoid making knots and causing problems, and just made a man on the ground with my PINK (my favorite color!) continuing line... But it kept getting destroyed because people kept stepping on it. But I guess that's to be expected with installations. And the design kept changing. It was cool because I like to do drawings like that where I never pick my pen off the paper so the image is a bunch of knots all thrown together.
It's kind of like being in a big pink and white spiderweb. The knots are like bugs that have been caught and are ready for eatin'.
The whole thing kept growing and getting more and more intricate... If we would've kept going we probably wouldn't have been able to move around the room. I feel like people just let the string take them wherever and it turned out to be pretty random and all over the place.
If you look at just the positive space it's like if you were to connect the stars in constellations. It'd be kind of interesting to pick a piece of the web and have everyone say what the positive space looked like to them, such as a rectangle, or something more complicated liiike The Big Dipper or a spider web or Cat's Cradle or something.
It's kind of like being in a big pink and white spiderweb. The knots are like bugs that have been caught and are ready for eatin'.
The whole thing kept growing and getting more and more intricate... If we would've kept going we probably wouldn't have been able to move around the room. I feel like people just let the string take them wherever and it turned out to be pretty random and all over the place.
If you look at just the positive space it's like if you were to connect the stars in constellations. It'd be kind of interesting to pick a piece of the web and have everyone say what the positive space looked like to them, such as a rectangle, or something more complicated liiike The Big Dipper or a spider web or Cat's Cradle or something.
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