how much koala beer

how much koala beer, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

The Predicament.

The Predicament., originally uploaded by David Fullarton.

A predicament that would not exist for long :)

Checkerboard bluenose

Checkerboard head, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

I've got strong memories of the checkerboard floor from Twin peaks. They used it in the dream sequences, and also the black and white floor in the diner. Symbolic of other lands, or other states of consciousness, it was forever in the foreground highlighting the other-world that was a small, impossibility corrupt town somewhere in small town America.

The checkerboard pattern is a stark contrast between black and white, good and evil. Evidence of a 'checkered past', it has been the 'classic' backdrop in many a crime classic, and trotted out in the crime scene photos as the ultimate backdrop to a sprawled body in the kitchen.

They are all headless to some degree. Aimless? Disembodied, disassociated perhaps.

Painting a life model

the frenchmodel, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

As part of the painting course I got given for Xmas, we get to do 2 weeks with a life model. This is week 1. It's in oils on paper, with a concentration on using primary colours and staying away form heavy whites and darks. You will notice that i've manged to disobey that by using white on the lampshade/post, and edging in some dark umber.

We spent time drawing it up, trying to think of a composition and generally farting around before (finally) the paint comes out. She was a lovely model, and did a nice pose with good angles on the legs to try and get some shadows going.

Composition seems to be the hardest part of this - i was aiming for more square with the model off to the left, but lounge seems to be determined to center her. Somehow the lampshade - which is actually taller than the model seems to have shrunk down, and has become the object of the models attention.

She wore sunglasses (to shade herself form the studio lights - which are both hot and bright). I've not painted in them in, as they are going to be removed. We're leaving the face till last apparently. Trying to keep it light and sketchy ..

Aazarnoush Ebraahemiroushan - The star of manners and letters, 1986

01 Aazarnoush Ebraahemiroushan, illus. The star of manners and letters, 1986, originally uploaded by A Journey Round My Skull.

It's amazing. It's a roars, a comos, all wrapped up in a few lines. Dreamy drawing.

It's been a while. Maybe a long while.

Well, time to think things you try to avoid.


Cricket.
Art.
Science.
And maybe handbags.

I really can't explain why I like them. I'm just not satisfied with pockets. Often I find my bag contains books, mobile, things to do, money and a host of just in case options. I brought a newish one recently, and it's a getbto know each other status position at the moment.

I'll post a picture later.

Nude Live @ arthouse

life drawing nude @ arthouse, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

Back to the life drawing spiel after a few years(!?) of not doing any drawing. Well, not 'real' drawing. Like from life. Nude life that is. It's a very relaxed class, with no tutors and 2 models on 2 separate podiums. We had one boy and a girl. Naturally we choose the girl.

the spectacle of advertising

the spectacle of advertising, originally uploaded by Lenbuster Syftningsfel.

Yep, we're so in love with the picture that it's going to kill us one quietly selfish day at a time. It's hard now to do anything without seeing it through a camera. And I'm an obsessive about it. I've done it for so long, that it feels normal.

And this anti-image is the ultimate image. How cool will people look walking past this big type. You want to see it double the size; big enough that the meaning of the words drop away.

Love. It's the craziest thing.

Brian is an infatuated man. I find it so hard to understand. Where is the fun in having someone not love you. Why would you chase that? 
http://courthouseconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/06/inner-inner-inner-inner-inner-beauty.html

How long can you play the denial card, or is the point to self-destruct before you  have to?

Hat, suit and tie

Hat, suit and tie, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

sketchy sketch that wasn't sketchy enough.

When in doubt, paint what you know

Oil on brown paper. Approx 50x70cm

I think he's listening to her heart. Or maybe just resting on her bosom. Boys I know are fond of singing a song of which the line 'everyone needs a bosom for a pillow' is about all they can remember. And it's a strange concept. You wonder somedays if you could just detach your boobs and pass them over and go about your business, leaving the boy at home sitting on the couch with the bosom.

He can reach out and grab it occasionally just to check it's still there. For cranky days, it would be a good solution.

This is a draft on brown paper. It's dressmakers paper and is great to scribble on as long as the paint stays nice and runny. Good from a scrambling paint sort of view. Not good for  anything with depth. And because it's not primed, you can just rub it back when you have finished or the paint is just all wrong. Found the paper in our rubbish room downstairs. Someone had decided that the world of dressmaking wasn't for them. Their lost, my gain.

Lady in coat

balcony pictures, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

She's coming along, although I think I prefer the dark gloomy vibe rather than the bright blue that's sneaking in from the top. At the moment I'm gettting into her feet. It's the yellow light behind them. I'm working on top of a cheap canvas I brought at Recycled Garabge (a re-use co-op) for $3. It seems a little rude to paint over another painting, but really that's the risk you take. Nobody ever has quite the respect you think they would.

I started working on this and realised that I own no big paintbrushes. It's handy to vary the size of yr stroke. Stops everything becoming a bit same-same.

So wandered off to the artstore and discovered that even the cheap arse big brush was 60 bucks. Well. Brought a much cheap, slightly smaller weird looking one to try out for $16. Seemed more sensible. Am considering new and exciting ways to justify buying expensive paintbrushes. The normal way would be to sell a bloody painting :)

Hats on heads, no hats on beds.

hats on tables, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

I've started painting a bit more in the last few weeks. More because I brought a couple of canvas pads off ebay and discovered I really them. Painting on paper, is quick, minimal mess (well, for me) and it dries fast.

Using a lot of darmar varnish/turps and medium (about 1/3 each mix), to get a nice smooth drawing line. Trying too. it's a bit hit and miss, and I'm still overworking everything like there's no tomorrow.

About 7 years ago (pretty much the last time i did any painting, aside from some half-hearted attempts) I did a series of people wearing hats, and it's weird that I've ended up at the same place. Maybe it's just not quite finished yet.

And I'm trying to get large strokes. I just want to paint a big fuckoff painting for the lounge. It's harder to paint something like this than smaller for me. I think it's almost you have to embrace the loud brushstroke. And maybe that means a bigger paintbrush. More mess, I think. But needed, somehow. I've started on a little bundle of an old lady in her coat and hat. It's only 50x70cm, but if i can actually resolve that space, then I can go larger. Somewhere she's gone from dark to gradually lightening up, but trying to go too high-key. But she is wearing the very practical world of a hat and coat, while somehow has the air of being rather old fashioned. Will post pix of the work in progress at the end of today.

Ugly paintings

yellow couple, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

I've started trying to loosen up my painting style. It's normally overworked and tight, and in an effort to defeat this I've been doing some sketches based on old black & white photographs.

The photographs are from an exhibition at the Police and Justice Museum, that showcased old mug shots of criminals from the 1920-1940's in Sydney, Australia.

the oldest fantasy in the world

Tired, achy, worn-down 39 year old seeks to trade one weekend with his 20 year old former self. 20 year old former self will get a gut, thinning hair, bills, a honey-do list a mile long, a soul-killing job, and the realization that it's going to be another 26 years to retirement. Tired, achy, worn down 39 year old will get a flat stomach, chest and arm muscles, a full head of hair, and access to keg parties and tipsy 18 year old college women. More than willing to make this a permanent thing.

From the best of craigs-list

Somewhere out there is this happy day

From the the-glass-guillotine.blogspot.com/

ear, ear

fearless leader mk II, originally uploaded by deepwarren.

Tomorrow my fearless leader interviews me for my job. Again. There is something very wrong with re-applying for the job you are already doing.
One of the things abut new jobs is you don't know that much about it. Excitement, change and challenge loom on the horizon.

If i get my job again, well. There's nothing but the same old weather forecast. Sadly.

And now, *she says reaching for her mat. Yoga! The 40 day challenge continues..

boxheads

FromLeonard Gren
http://viacomit.net/2009/09/14/leonard-gren-photographer/

Someone once asked the interweb what the best joke in the world was. Strangely  enough the answer wasn't the best joke in the world ..

The joke that used to crack me up as an teen  was a version of the 'quit while you're a head' jokes.

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Everyday art

Miracle, originally uploaded by Nad.

I love the idea that someone just can't help themselves scribbling in the sugar spilt on the table. Please god, I want this level of creativity in my daily life.

40 days of hot yoga

A bit like the 40 days in the wilderness, the concept is to radically change your yoga practice by sheer immersion. I sound very baptist.

You know why Baptist's doin't allow pre-martial sex, right?
It might lead to dancing.

*boom tish.

I'm happing it's going to turn my head around and give me a sense of discipline I haven't had before (heh *insert adolecent giggle).