Thursday, February 11, 2010

If FTD Were Human....

Sending from my phone's e-mail again, so the format will look odd.
Sorry.

This was a fast drawing that I did and attempted to ink of human Meer
and Matt. Matt kept animal like features while Meer lost hear fox ears.
I thought after the pic was already done, that mby Matt should stay the
same in the human ver (If they ever was one that is).

It's not that good of a pic, I wish I could have made it something
special, but I have a lot to do lately. I can only seem to put effort
into small pics it seems. Oh well. *sigh*

-Vi

Monday, February 8, 2010

Ugh Homework

I love to write, wait.... let me correct myself; I love to write fiction.
being used to writing being only used for self expression, I have a massive problem writing any sort of essay. I just find it draining. And so here I am at 3:30 in the morning with just an into.

I figured, If I wrote this in my blog I might actually have a fighting chance of finishing it.

Here I am working on my draft:

A mother and daughter have a bond like no other in the existence of the world. An invisible bond connects the two. Often, no matter what, a child will always love it's mother and the mother will love the child back with small glimpses of understanding. With this bond in place you may think that mother and daughter know each other so well that they'd always get along. That's not the case. That is because a child is not it's parent. A child is it's own person with it's own mind and ideas on how the world works. An individual with it's own thoughts and feelings; who grows up in it's own individual situation, entirely different from it's mothers. This individuality can often lead to misunderstandings between mother and daughter In Alice Walker's “Everyday Use” oldest daughter Dee and her mother fail to understand each other. In the story Dee comes to visit her mother and sister after having been away to college. The mother notes how flashy Dee is dressed and how Dee always did have her own taste and style, something the mother admits to not having herself. Dee decides that she wants to take a few things from home including an old quilt that her mother, aunt, and grandmother have made from old scraps. The Mother does not want Dee to have the quilt because it is already reserved as a wedding gift for her other daughter, Maggie. Besides the quilt being reserved, the mother is a bit put off because she had actually offered the quilt to Dee before who refused claiming that they were “old fashioned, out of style”(253). Both of them fail to understand where the other is coming from. Dee wants to connect with her past and heritage through material things and the mother thinks Dee is being self centred and stuck up. They are both coming from two very different points of views and have failed to understand the situation from each other's eyes. Sadly this is a situation that often comes up between mothers and daughters due to having grown up in different circumstances.

Dee's Mother knows that she does not live up to what Dee wishes she was. She refers to Dee as "The child who has made it" and sometimes dreams of being re-united with her on a TV program of sorts(248). In her dream she is "the way my daughter would want me to be" which is a hundred punds lighter with glistining hair and a witty toung that Johnny Carson would have to struggle to keep up with(248). Dee's Mother knows she is not that woman though. She is infact a hard working woman who boasts that she can do anything a man can; she can “kill and clean a hog as mercilessly as a man” with her “rough, man-working hands”(248). Allready one can tell that this mother feels that she is somewhat of a failure in her daughter's eyes and is not what the daughter would prefer as a mother.

Setting aside the physical differences, Dee and her Mother differ in many ways. Dee's Mother cannot look a white man in the eyes, talking to them "always with one foot raised in flight" and turned away from them. Dee on the other hand "would always look one in the eye. Hesitation was no part in her nature"(248). With the story being told in the Mother's point of view, one wonders if the Mother is putting herslef down, idolizing her daughter, or both? The Mother often describes Dee in a heroic sort of way, saying that she is "determined to stare down any disaster" witheyes that would not flicker(249). While Dee's Mother admits to wearing flanel night gowns and overalls, Dee is described as being stylish; "she had a style of her own: and knew what style was" at the age of 16(249). Dee also had more of an education, both formal and wordly. Dee's Mother never made it past the second grade, when her school was closed down, on the other hand, Dee herslef not only went to college, she went away for college. Dee's Mother knows more about self efficent hand crafted work and Dee is knows more about schooling and life outside her old small town.

Dee was and is materialistic. I myself do not know why specificly but I do know that it is a state of mind that's hard to shake off. Dee is stated as having wanted "nice things" and to Dee those nice things were dresses and black pumps. She even alterd a suit that belonged to her mother to fit her own tastes. dee wanted the better things in life. This isn't bad, or greedy really, it's natural. She grew up with a worn down mother and hand made things and thought she not only could do better but deserved better. She hated her situation in life enough to go change it. She hated the house she grew up in, her mother knew that but did't stop to ask or even wonder why.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Fast Tablet Portrait Sketch

I got a tablet this year for Christmas, today I took it out for a moment to practice. I like traditional art, I prefer it to digital as it has much more soul. But I know the growing value of digital media.

I at least have to be able to handle a tablet, some editors use them. I guess it makes things more fluid?

Anyway, here's my sketch:

It's not very good but it's also very good. Simple but it came out without a lot of stress and no re-working. When I think about how much I used to struggle before, I feel happy at things like this now.

-Vi

Thursday, January 28, 2010

"The Lonely Lovers"

Here's a small doodle from my sketch book. I did this during english
class today. I wanted Marco kissing Cullen's back and this is as close
as I got. Here Marco is trying to be close yet distant, keeping himself
safe by staying away, yet wanting to pull Cullen closer. Hrm, I hardly
put Marco in happy romantic situations. Lol. ^^' I will scan this soon!
Oh and Cullen does not belong to me, he belongs to Dead Silence of
Smackjeeves. =)
- Vi <3s

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Free Yogurt?

Today, while waiting for my bus home, some people from Yoplait were
giving away some free sample packs of yogurt. I can't help but wonder if
this is the final packet design though, it seems a bit....empty to me.
Now, usually I am not a big fan of yogurt, nor anything creamy, but when
I do happen to like yogurt it's always Yoplait. I like the kind with
bits of fruit in them. Pineapple happens to be my fave, well, tied with
cherry.
Oh and I am in no way being paid or anything for ranting about yoguet!
Heh, I just happened to notice how the berry on the pack matched with my
leggings and the bus, so I took a pic of it.
The flavor is "Tripple Berry Créme", I'm going to try it out at home, I
think it makes a lovely gift for my mum, who actually likes yogurt.
My fave snacks are all fresh cut fruits btw.

-Vi
--vihearts

Monday, January 11, 2010

Drawing Final and other stuff from that class!

Sorry I haven't uploaded the pictures yet, I kept telling myself I needed to but things kept getting in the way. Bleh, you know how life is. That aside, here is a pic of me and my Pin-Up-Princess.

My hair is unruly, try not to mind it.
Here is the final image:
She's a mixed media piece done with charcoal (body) Marker (base color of the face) conte crayon (everything else) and a black pen (the stitch outline, eyes outline and the tatts on her leg). I drew her while sick, sneezing everywhere! What a mess, and all the dust made me sneeze more! But it was worth it.

She got good reviews in the final critic. A lot of people liked her and her style. Some were reminded of The Nightmare Before Christmas, due to her stitching, and others thought her a tad morbid, but lovely non the less. The background pulled the eye in and her colors really added to this. I was so happy!

I also ended up getting an A in the class, but it isn't hard to get good grades in an art class as long as you do the work and try your best. ^^

Here are a few more things from that class: Pin-up-close-up.
My cell phone, my sharpener, and a pair of ear buds done in conte crayon.
A plant and one of the light fixtures done in ink and coffee. Yum. Simple cross hatching of a paper bad and a shoe.

I'll have a few more pics to show soon. I'm currently trying to do a few portraits to keep in practice during the winter. (I don't have art during winter, boo-hoo.) So keep an eye out for that. ^^

-Vi

Monday, January 4, 2010

I'm all for gay rights but...

One day I fell in love with a girl. In retrospect, she wasn't as horrid as I remember, I think the indifference hurt. I failed to even become a "real" friend.

I think girls are cute or cool, attractive, or sweet....

But I find myself indifferent to genders. So I don't consider myself bi.

I consider myself asexual "also known as non sexuality....in its broadest sense, describes lack of sexual attraction....considered a lack of a sexual orientation" (wiki.)

I go to my school's G.S.A. and P.RI.D.E. clubs, but....

I feel out of place, I feel like I don't really belong in the gay community. As if my love for that one girl only allowed me a temporary pass into the GSA world. And now It's expired.

Is this strange?

Hrm.

I still believe in gay rights, I just feel out of place in those meetings and events. I just feel like I don't belong.

-Vi