Back to another session of Observational Drawing at Otis College of Art and Design. I find myself saying it every new session: "These are my best students, EVER." And I'm saying it again!
And this . . .
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
If you happen to find a bone . . . first - OFFER IT TO ME.
But let's pretend you want to keep your bone. It probably needs a bit of cleaning. Most people think they should boil or bleach it. STOP. Both of those methods are bad for your bone. Here's all you need to do:
1. Remove as much remaining animal matter as possible.
|This little bone is pretty clean, but still needs a bit of work.|
2. Place the bone in water; leave it in a warm spot.
Beware of two things: a.) It can get smelly, so you don't want it on top of your refrigerator. b.) It can get smelly, so if you leave it outside some other animal may decide it's a tasty treat.
3. Replace with fresh water often. Keep changing the water until it stays clear.
Beware of one thing: sometimes teeth fall out during this process so be careful when you dump that water. Teeth are the best part and you don't want to lose them.
|This is my student's super cool dog skull. It's just about ready.|
4. When the water stays clear, it's time to submerge it in hydrogen peroxide. (Bleach will make your bone brittle.) Leave it in the hydrogen peroxide until it's the desired whiteness.
5. Now it should be clean and white, and ready for anything. Even some gold leaf.
|"Corpus Delicti, Cat Skull"|
Friday, June 8, 2012
|books saved from a library purge|
I recently finished reading To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf. It was my third attempt over several years. I love her writing, but at the same time, finishing any book by this writer is a struggle for me. Her sentences tend to flow around me and I get caught up in the sound of it, falling in love with the rhythm and the words. By the end of a sentence, I'm often left in a daze, with no idea what's going on.
But I knew exactly what was going on when Lily Briscoe, an artist in the story, says this:
"One wanted. . . to be on a level with ordinary experience, to feel simply that's a chair, that's a table, and yet at the same time, it's a miracle, it's an ecstasy."
Yes. I understood that. That's it. That's what I want my students to feel. But I think that I won't assign To the Lighthouse for their summer reading.
Otis Summer of Art classes begin Monday, July 9.
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