Sigh.... Journal what can I say? I actually don’t know. This entry may give a little insight into why I named this blog My Beautifully Twisted World. Well today we began to actually stipple our drawings with a pen. I shouldn’t probably say WE seeing as I didn’t have my drawing. Nope...Kyle Skerritt did not walk with his drawing. As usual I swear that I meant to pick it up; I even had my drawing pencil case with my mechanical pen in it. But today I decided to put my drawing and my picture in my art portfolio and carry that to school and I completely forgot to pick it up. Before I continue any further I actually just want to do a back-track on how many times that I’ve actually left my drawing materials home. I just finished checking…and awkwardly enough it seems that I’ve only forgotten my drawing utensils TWICE! You can check it for yourself if you want to make sure, but as far as I can tell I’ve only done it twice, THIS TIME INCLUDED. Well I’ll have to forget that for now I guess. Either way Miss informed me that she was “fed-up” of us always leaving home our materials most of the time (like I said, check it if you want and see for yourself) so she put me out of class for the two periods. So I stood there at the door for a long time and then she told me that she wanted me “out of her sight” and so I moved from the doorway and strayed down the Form 2 block a little and in front of the Form 2 block a little bit more. Finally, it was at the time that I realized that Miss was not giving notes or speaking to the class but merely checking everyone’s drawings at her front desk, so there was absolutely NO PURPOSE for me to be there. So I walked towards the basketball court. I stayed there a while and looked at some guys play football and then returned to my station at the door “out of sight” only to be informed that Miss was now making me write an account of where I’d been for all that time. I was obviously in trouble for keeping out of Miss’ sight. Well that was the not-so-good part of my art class (it isn’t always pretty) but on the other hand I did get a good idea of how I should go about doing my stippling by observing the other students. And as usual even if I didn’t get to do it in school I worked on it at my house. It is a long an gruelling process I must admit... especially for the darkest areas because there I had to make small dots very close together. Yes... it was frustrating. The splotches were caused by an ink spill but I think I worked around them pretty nicely. You can see it here actually. By the way I think that my work sometimes looks a lot better when it’s done at home seeing as I’m not being rushed or being bothered (except for the splotches); Just an observation.
P.S. Don’t forget that I can’t draw.
So here it is... my stippling...with the ink blothces and all. |