||[Jan. 29th, 2007|05:39 pm]
Tomorrow, it seems, begins my first course class at the Lyme Academy of Fine Arts (yes, they take anybody).|
I've long thought that whole "stare at things for hours, days, even, trying to recreate something in front of you which is not especially interesting" business was a flawed, creativity suppressing/lack of creativity masking way of approaching art. There's no need for that if you can't add anything uniquely your own design to it. We have cameras now. Before I thought that, I didn't want some useless dooflus claiming to have trained me after I became famous. By now I have a large enough collection of distinctive dark grey marks on paper that I can easily, within my mind, suppress any such claims as that, which will surely also remain entirely within my mind. Also, none of the artists I like had much formal instruction, if any. They just took inking jobs no one else wanted and eventually found more satisfying vacancies to fill. However, I live with my parents, have never had a work-job, am afraid of people in general and am terribly sensitive to criticism despite never really having received any. Worse, I have not made any significant skill improvements in about five years, and yet continue to be disappointed in my output, both in its appearance and the amount of time simple aspects consume.
Hopefully, in the coming months, I can absorb something useful, and not just how to be a homogenous vapid clone twit. While yes, I certainly acknowledge the tendency for people who've clearly not been educated to also draw the same, the person giving me the tour made a definite point of mentioning the staff's desire to beat students' quirks out of them, to make them "relearn everything." I also don't want to draw everything as circles first, with "vanishing points" and all that sort of thing, like one of those "I can draw superheroes!" books that were always on the Troll order forms I used to get at primary schools. Ideally, and you will see I am still naive, I'll find something... eh, bigger to tend at before these classes have gone on for too many years. I fear to tell my mother I think that until after it doesn't happen.