Aaaaaaand Illustration

And the final submission, for a while at least. A few projects from my Illustration I class with Doug Chayka. Hopefully when I get my last few projects back next semester (especially the Day in the Life Project) I'll post them here.

For now, If you'd like to see my "Day in the Life" as well as the rest my class and St. Lucas' work from Antwerp Belgium, you can go to:

http://illvorum.blogspot.com

The first self-portrait project

Aaaand the "Story of my Still-Life" project

Media Class

Sorry for the glut of images, but after these initial posts it should taper off and be more organized :) This is all stuff from Illustration media with Perez.

Pen and Ink Manatee

Scratchboard Tiger

Watercolor

Watercolor

Oil Rub of Manny Calevera :)

"Every Hair on the Dog" of an Elk

Textured Acrylic Pocket Watch

Pastel Vegetables

Figuresss

WARNING: These are nude figures. I mean, if you go to an art school, then these images are less likely to phase you than watching a car drive in a circle for a few hours. But, if it bothers you, I just figured I'd give you a heads up.

So this is all stuff from my first semester of sophomore year (aka, the start of the decent to good stuff). I may get more stuff up there once I get my sketchbook back (yes, I had Custode).

Ohhh what a class that was.

Freshman year

So I know its a bit after the fact, but I figure I might as well put up the best of what I had from last year. Just so its there.

This was our final illustration for intro to ill. We based it off of short nursery rhymes. I chose the rhyme "Wee Willie Winkie".

"Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,

Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,

Tapping at the window and crying through the lock,

Are all the children in their beds, it's past eight o'clock?"

This was our first color acrylic still-life. We had to use a triadic color scheme. This is (pretty obviously) primary color scheme.

Take me, blogosphere...

So I've finally taken the dive and decided to blog.

Granted this will be used almost exclusively for my art, who knows what I'll be compelled to post now that I've been sucked into the blogosphere.

A place where a log can be kept of temporary emotions, impulsive interests, dreams about the future, regrets about the past, successes, failures, inspirations, and limitless other sides of life. All bound together in an invisible, endless, meaningless void; like a diary left floating in an ocean. Alone. Lost. Never to affect another, and never to be affected.

And in the end, who really cares?

...

Errrm, excuse me. Uhhhh....

Enjoy my posts!

*backs away slowly*