Showing posts with label drawing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drawing. Show all posts
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Friday, August 7, 2015
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Monday, October 1, 2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
I really need to update my blog...
... but so much time is spent on searching, reading, talking (online), when is there time to work? So I put the work first. Some day I will write more (or someone will write about me ;-)
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Oh, those Russians!
I have a small collection of Russian Academic drawings. The Russians and the Chinese kept to the Academic training tradition, even during the cultural revolution years. One can notice the discipline of training and the amazing results.
I start with scans from a book which is aimed at preparing future students for the admission at the Academy in Kiev. The drawings date back to the early 60s.
I start with scans from a book which is aimed at preparing future students for the admission at the Academy in Kiev. The drawings date back to the early 60s.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Nostalgia (feb 1st, 2012)
Drawn on the birthday of my Father (1923-2001)
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Achilles - a drawing I'm sorry I have to abandon
Someone said: a work of art is never finished, it's abandoned.
I worked 1 week on this one. The contemplation part is as beautiful as the drawing part. I stare at the page, then at the sketch, then at one detail, as they slowly emerge. And I wait, till I see another part becoming clear. And when version 1.0 is finished, 2 more days of staring, changing a line, a dot, using a magnifier to see where the paper fabric allows me to add or subtract a value. I never get enough of refining, changing until poor Achilles shouted: stop it, move on!
I worked 1 week on this one. The contemplation part is as beautiful as the drawing part. I stare at the page, then at the sketch, then at one detail, as they slowly emerge. And I wait, till I see another part becoming clear. And when version 1.0 is finished, 2 more days of staring, changing a line, a dot, using a magnifier to see where the paper fabric allows me to add or subtract a value. I never get enough of refining, changing until poor Achilles shouted: stop it, move on!
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| Achilles |
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
A Guy that Takes his Time
I don’t
like rushing. At times I’m in a buzzing crowd and feel I’m standing in a time
bubble: I observe the people rushing around me, texting, missing on things
without knowing, just to catch up on other stuff they hope for.
That’s also
true for some art. Though Rembrandt is not my most favourite, his drawings and
paintings suck me into their time bubble: I slow down and observe, the more I
look, the more I discover, the border between what is actually there and what
my mind makes up blurs to a maximum.
I like
drawing dark and in that dark a lot of life, quiet, secret, discreet, shy
details that reveal a whole new world, if you take the time to discover it.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
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