Back to Black

You know there is something wrong when you paint all night until you hear the birds sing -_O” So I’ve been working on this study with my camera obscura thinking oh thank you Jesus for this brilliant cheat; until I noticed the shadows in the image made up 50% of the entire composition -_- When an image is like this I prefer working from dark to light. Meaning I had to paint the whole canvas black….. meaning I would have to draw the whole of the composition by eye… so I basically wasted 45 minutes tracing something that was going to be covered up. I’m tired ok. So I spent 4 hours having to draw the rock formation by eye on a canvas I blacked out (fix it Jesus!). But the fun part is yet to come, as I get to play around with my oil paints; which I haven’t done in a while. I blacked out the canvas with a mixture of black and blue, not only does this create the illusion of depth; it is also going to help with the colour composition as the rock formation does have traces of orange moss. I love painting in my room. Studio space is cool and all, but there’s nothing like getting out of bed and picking up a brush.

Black Canvas

Alek Wek

Been gone for a minute but I’m back at the jump off! Well It’s been a while since I have updated this blog, but I’m planning to exhibit my work in 2015 so I’ll be hinting as to what my collection will look like. I have been an admirer of this lady for a while. She was the OG dark skin model to really make it in mainstream society BL (before Lupita). I have been reconnected to my love of portraiture and I have been meaning to make more use of my Wacom Intuos5

Alek Wek - Tinkhani Banda

Let’s get it STARTED

So it’s nearing the end of my second semester, MY FIRST YEAR IN UNI!!!!! and we have a project due in May. Now you know me, my creative process involves dabbling with some crafts here and there (and not the voodoo kind though I could throw in some sugar and spice). To kick start my creative mindset, I thought it would be cool to up-cycle a bag I had from last year. It amazes me because all of a sudden there’s a mad rush for draw-string bags (THE GEIST  NEVER LIES). So me and and my bargain ways got this bag DEAD CHEAP, but as usual you get what you pay for. This bag has torn in so many places, I’ve lost count the amount of times I’ve had to repair it. But I can’t leave my objects alone; so I asked my Bezzy mate Marcy D the 411 on the alREADY-MADE ways of doing things (the crowd around him laughs in confusion to try and act as if they know what he’s talking about). And here is the outcome, with love from Africa once again (so I did have to use my voodoo after all).  The problem I faced was the buckles that fell off, either side of the front pockets (that I couldn’t be bothered to fix -_-) and the light shone bright towards the THUMBTACKS! Oh my mind does have it’s moments of brilliance. AND I only bled once! There is hope for me yet.

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