I have an HNT photo (above), sketches (below), and some random spewage from the ‘net. Today is a day of errands.
“This is your brain. This is your brain on drugs.“
I have started taking chloroquine in preparation to fend off malaria while in Central America. 17 pills, once a week. Go!
I also have a week of vivotif to take, starting today, for typhoid prevention.
I gots the good stuff.
I think I’m starting to better understand why artists deviate from the conventional, Renaissance-era, realism. As someone who thrives off of super-realism and technical detail, I used to wonder why Picasso turned more and more to the simplistic, even child-like works later in life. What Salvador Dali found appealing in melting clocks.
This is just my personal theory, but I think, simply put, they were bored with realism. Confident in their technical ability to render lifelike works of art, they chose to challenge themselves by stretching reality, creating their own.
I like both of these artists a lot (although Dali took awhile to grow on me), although I’m also still a fan of more classical artists, like Vermeer and Rembrandt.
This is a yummy photograph I found a while ago, by a photographer named Jarek Kubicki. It’s a favorite of mine, and perfect as a sketch study of hands. Veined, muscled, tense hands, against soft, curvy, fleshy ones. Not to mention the beautiful composition, lighting…sigh.
All credit goes to him! I just wanted to draw hands…I love hands. Granted, once you see the photograph, some glaring errors come to light, and it’s unfinished, but I stopped when my cheap ballpoint pen ran out of ink.
So it goes…
I found this a couple days ago. It’s a recording of a Verizon customer’s phone call to their customer service, in which he tries to clarify whether the rate charged to him is $0.002, or 0.002¢. Unfortunately, Verizon can’t tell the difference between these two values.