Third time’s the charm

With this post, you could be forgiven for thinking that my blog is moving to a regular weekly publishing schedule and turning into a dedicated single-subject blog about life drawing, as this is the third consecutive weekly post on the subject (see also the first and second such posts).

However, I’ll endeavour to keep writing occasionally about other things, doubtless with my usual lack of regularity (although perhaps a slightly higher frequency than last year) and, although I’m intending to keep going to my weekly life drawing classes I probably won’t blog about them unless anything particularly noteworthy happens. I’m intending to keep posting the results of my labours in my life drawing album at Flickr (I haven’t posted today’s output yet, as by the time I’d finished drawing them it was a bit too dark to take successful photos, so I’ll have to wait until tomorrow), therefore if you keep an eye on there you should stay more or less up to date with what I’m doing. I generally put at least some commentary along with most of my photos as well, so if you’re interested in more than just the visuals you can check that out too.

Anyway, back to the subject of today’s life class. This was, of course, my third (not counting the ones I went to 25 years ago – I think there were 3 of those too, though hopefully the current lot will continue for significantly longer). As mentioned above, I’ll be commenting on most of the individual drawings when I post them on Flickr, hopefully by tomorrow evening, so for now I’ll confine myself to a handful of general observations.

I think my drawing is already starting to show definite improvement since I started. Paradoxically, I think that in many ways I’m finding myself less satisfied with the results, but I think that’s largely because I’m beginning to look at my drawings more critically (as well as learning more about anatomy etc.) and am becoming more aware of their deficiencies. Fortunately I have no aspirations to become a professional artist so I can afford to enjoy the journey without worrying too much about the destination, or how long it takes to get there.

And I certainly have been enjoying the journey. In between the life classes I’ve been doing more or less daily figure drawing practice using resources such as Croquis CafĂ©, as well as a fair amount of other drawing and a bit of painting. All that is both enjoyable and useful, but nothing else quite compares to the sheer visceral thrill of drawing a real live person while in the company of other artists also making their own interpretations of the same model in the same pose (albeit from a slightly or radically different angle), and knowing that there is a definite (and often pretty short) time limit to the opportunity I’ll have to study the particular pose I’m working on, and that my work can be seen by all the other artists and potentially by the model herself (or himself).

Today, I managed to catch the very start of the session and I got so engrossed in the first few poses that I quite forgot to go back to the office after 20 minutes or so as I had intended. Since I’d been having a pretty quiet day in terms of phone calls and emails, with absolutely no visitors to the office up to that point, I decided to stay for most of the session and just nip back into the office a couple of times to check my email and the answering machine, and then stay on afterwards to catch up on the work I’d been intending to do in the afternoon. That seemed to work out pretty well (although I probably won’t try to do the same every week), and it was great to have a bit more time to draw more poses, including several relatively long ones. Perhaps largely due to this, though perhaps also just because some of the faces are becoming more familiar after a couple of weeks and I’m more able to overcome my natural shyness, I was able to have quite a nice chat to some of the other artists over our tea break and at the end of the session (we’re all far too busy drawing the rest of the time) and am beginning to feel more like part of the group rather than just someone who parachutes in briefly from time to time. I even had a quick chat with the model (Lauren), as we happened to reach the teapot at the same time, so she poured me a cup of tea and I reached the milk for her.

Another factor that enhanced my enjoyment today (and perhaps gave me some slightly better drawings, though I’ll reevaluate that tomorrow when I look at them afresh) was that in addition to my A4 sketchbook and a bunch of pens and pencils, I managed to take a slightly larger sketchbook and some charcoal and contĂ© crayons (sanguine, bistre, white and black), which are probably my favourite drawing media and enabled me to work on a slightly larger scale. I’m slightly limited by the size of my bike’s panniers, and I wouldn’t easily be able to carry A3 or larger paper to and from home, but my 12×9″ sketchbooks fit the pannier fairly comfortably, so I’ll probably be taking them fairly regularly.

At some point I may see if I can find somewhere in the office to tuck away an A3 or larger sketchbook so I could work even bigger. My next plan, however, is to try taking some watercolour paints along and have a go at line and wash drawings for some of the longer poses. I’ve tried a couple at home (the first week and this evening) from sketches I’d done earlier, but it would be better to work directly from the live model so I don’t have to guess quite so much about the shading.

 

 

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