Summer Pasture is a feature-length documentary that chronicles one summer with a young family amidst this period of great uncertainty. Locho, his wife Yama, and their infant daughter, nicknamed Jiatomah ("pale chubby girl"), spend the summer months in eastern Tibet's Zachukha grasslands, an area known as Wu-Zui or "5-Most," the highest, coldest, poorest, largest, and most remote county in Sichuan Province, China.
it is not a new story, but one told through this voice, this time. . . the voice that strives to hear itself in truest form. . . it is an exercise in muscle, a peeling and a prying away, a pushing through and a purpose of being.
Showing posts with label draw. Show all posts
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20140720
Tibetan woman and child
Inspired by a film documenting a family of Tibetan nomads, spent my Sunday recreating a gorgeous scene of mother and babe…
Summer Pasture is a feature-length documentary that chronicles one summer with a young family amidst this period of great uncertainty. Locho, his wife Yama, and their infant daughter, nicknamed Jiatomah ("pale chubby girl"), spend the summer months in eastern Tibet's Zachukha grasslands, an area known as Wu-Zui or "5-Most," the highest, coldest, poorest, largest, and most remote county in Sichuan Province, China.
Summer Pasture is a feature-length documentary that chronicles one summer with a young family amidst this period of great uncertainty. Locho, his wife Yama, and their infant daughter, nicknamed Jiatomah ("pale chubby girl"), spend the summer months in eastern Tibet's Zachukha grasslands, an area known as Wu-Zui or "5-Most," the highest, coldest, poorest, largest, and most remote county in Sichuan Province, China.
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20130714
ready, set, DELIVER
I've had varying emotions, continuing on with this project. Much of me wanted to stop when I'd finished drawing and filling in the first layer body, feeling that I didn't want to ruin all the satisfying work I'd done. I liked the cool tones, and everything was soft and earthly.
But to stop now would be typical, and defeat the purpose behind the work's meaning. Perhaps I wanted to stop because I literally didn't know how to continue. Should I use paint? Markers? And I think I wanted to stop for another reason. Because I relate to this stage. Where I am still grounding myself, and feel the ghost of something greater, yet it is not the main voice just yet. Wait, wait, just a little while longer while I build myself up, then I'll jump. Don't shoot the gun yet.
Realizing this, I FELT the necessity of continuing, to manifest this persona in every sphere I can---to make time for her, to welcome this guiding energy into my life.
Plus, so far, everything had been done in colored pencil... canvas demands more than pencil. It BEGS for deep saturation. Enter: India Ink
Mainly a fiery red/orange, she has green limbs that soak in grounded energy. Her face and hair have a mix of colors (including silver, it's hard to see in the photo) as all these vitalities drive her action. She is magic, Intuition. It wasn't my intention, but she's become so prominent that she no longer looks like the spirit behind the Thinker -- she is a butterfly shedding her cocoon.
As my first return to drawing, and in a way, a brand new approach to self expression, I am happy and relieved to give birth. I feel accomplished and ready to take on the next step in my life. Bring it on!
But to stop now would be typical, and defeat the purpose behind the work's meaning. Perhaps I wanted to stop because I literally didn't know how to continue. Should I use paint? Markers? And I think I wanted to stop for another reason. Because I relate to this stage. Where I am still grounding myself, and feel the ghost of something greater, yet it is not the main voice just yet. Wait, wait, just a little while longer while I build myself up, then I'll jump. Don't shoot the gun yet.
Realizing this, I FELT the necessity of continuing, to manifest this persona in every sphere I can---to make time for her, to welcome this guiding energy into my life.
Plus, so far, everything had been done in colored pencil... canvas demands more than pencil. It BEGS for deep saturation. Enter: India Ink
Mainly a fiery red/orange, she has green limbs that soak in grounded energy. Her face and hair have a mix of colors (including silver, it's hard to see in the photo) as all these vitalities drive her action. She is magic, Intuition. It wasn't my intention, but she's become so prominent that she no longer looks like the spirit behind the Thinker -- she is a butterfly shedding her cocoon.
As my first return to drawing, and in a way, a brand new approach to self expression, I am happy and relieved to give birth. I feel accomplished and ready to take on the next step in my life. Bring it on!
20130713
ready, set, PROGRESS
I'm determined to finish this today. It feels amazing, to draw again, and so pleasing to see my imagination come to life.
I needed this process today, I think I need it most days.
I needed this process today, I think I need it most days.
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exploring the word [3]
vertical format ... a little more "mappy"
removed 'X marks the spot' to open the concept of Exploring as something beyond a means to an end. the X inferred not only a destination, but that treasure will be found in a particular spot. on the contrary: the treasure is the newly tread path, creating one's own map.
20130405
exploring the word [2]
a topographic approach, using the three colors that will be a part of the newsprint project with aiga
20130330
exploring the word
sketch of what it means to Explore: mapping uncharted territory ... a wandering path, where each discovered island is fundamental in the larger body ...
_will be part of a multiple spread newsprint that investigates the meaning(s) of Design
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20130113
blind * beautiful
4.30 am
after a long night of working, talking, playing
6 people took to their pencils, looked to each other
and without peering down
drew.
after a long night of working, talking, playing
6 people took to their pencils, looked to each other
and without peering down
drew.
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I drew a bit of all of us in him
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