The reason I don't post more is that I've become accustomed to sixteen-hour days. Which really doesn't leave a lot of room for reflection and the updating of blogs. Still, I think I've finally discovered a direction where I want my practice to go, and that makes me incredibly happy.
Three words: stuffed animal sex.
On the first day I attended drawing class, my instructor mentioned that one of my classmates' drawings looked like stuffed animal sex: cute, but also disturbing. I found the idea intriguing and have started to explore it in some of my projects for the class. I love the idea of something that is both attractive and repulsive. Something that draws you in with its cute, its kitch, its prettiness, and then turns around and smacks you with a giant blood-tipped glittery tentacle. Kind of like the ones I made for my drawing class.
They're so pretty, and yet...
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