Musings on a Complementary Class in “Life Drawing”
Complementary class, I was fooled into taking something called Life Drawing.
This was during my first year in fine arts. To be specific, the name had me in some serious duped shit.
Oh the ambiguity. It must be still life.
Just in case you didn’t know, still life is an arrangement of things placed nice and pretty upon a table top or some other horizontal surface for your artistic disposal. Upon this usually horizontal surface, the still life sits very very still; Of this people make a painting or a drawing, usually.
Life Drawing…… Still Life Drawing…. Could it be something else other?
Life drawing. It must be a person going through life, sitting very very still for your artistic disposal. Yes!
I was right. In fact I was more than right. I was so right that I must have been 110% right because I imagined this person with clothes.
I went to the life drawing class and greeted the model because I thought he was a lecturer. That is until he appeared in a towel.
So he is sitting around in his towel and you set up your pencils and papers. Look normal. Look more normal than normal. Be extra normal. Usually talking loudly with big ass hand gestures makes you look extra normal.
I was so normal that it hurt.
The boys were drawing the essentials with all their might. This was the only thing they came here for and this was all they would draw.
The girls were opposing this motion. Girls drew everything but the junks. Courageous girls used very basic shapes. My portraits were all half body. Oh the ambiguity.
I left this class feeling more mature than I’ve ever been. I felt I’ve seen life. Life I’ve never seen before. Life Drawing.
Kimmy, let me know if you need a model to practise more.
Sorry man.. ive moved on to installation art. But if you feel you ‘d like to do your bit for the art scene you can drop the lasalle fine arts department a line. 64965000. operating hours are 9 – 5.