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SO WOULD I!


To be clear, I’m not really good on my own. I have to have a thousand reference photos just to be halfway decent and even then I can be inconsistent with the same subject.

Like there was my first sketch with pencil and cheap crayola paper. Ugh. Barf. Then there’s a digital I did after, but like the early one I shared I had six photos for references. A fashion one for the full body pose, at least two or three for the Turkic inspired outfit, like three for how to give the impression of thick tussled curls, one for the shade of skin tone, etc.

It’s way better when I’m not trying to figure out how to draw from my head.

But then her mouth is completely different (and I botched the mehndi in this version).

 

I've just been gone one day...

 

It's a beautiful day indeed! Sunny and the wind has calmed down at last.

My back yard's last crops for this year:

 

Where is Niovi?



There she is!

 

My work room:
A skinny 1800 x 3000 with 450 & 500mm wide benchtop. This is after I sprungcleaned and reorganised tools and parts. The benchtop is once again cluttered due to buying the tools and being too ill to sort it all out. Will replace the benchtop with smooth black 18mm thick marine ply. Current top is part pine - part hardwood slats, strong enough but with gaps debris falls onto the lower shelf; a single slab of marine ply will be more secure and level. All dropsaw work and large projects will have to be done outside on the mobile tables I wanna build.

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From 2011 on, the 1st 5 years of my traintrack walks.
The disused railway line strewn with hundreds of spikes and other rail attachments. Over the years I collected all the ones I found to make patterns and pillars. A type of Zen meditative practice. The tall pillar took me a couple of hours to find the spikes and set them up so it wouldn't fall over.

Patterns: All set to fav Numerology numbers.

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Pillars. Also subject to fav numbers in Numerology.
1. Small size: 48 pieces=12 levels=3.
2. 12 pillars in total spanning the length of my walk. 6 on either side of the track.
3. The single tall one, number 13: 6ft high; 144 pieces=36 levels=9.
Most of them now knocked down either by animals, falling branches or suffering folks in my area who'd rather destroy than create. I'd always rebuild them when I used to do the walk, but haven't been on it for about 2 years.

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More Zen stuff on the traintrack.

Spoiler: back story...

I started doing Zen Garden stuff during my 1st year of rehab after my suicide attempt. I could only manage a gentle 20 mins walk (every 2nd day) in the bush at my Bro and sis in law's place, and while exploring I came across a small section that had stacks of pebbles, rocks and boulders, thus I intuitively started making pillars. My 20 min walks would often turn into 2-4 hr excursions as I'd meditatively create these rock formations.

I ended up making pillars in different rock locations throughout this crown land, all within eye shot of each other, convering hundreds of feet between them. The base Garden was my go to place to contemplate my life and the new information I was reading each day as I continued to sort my shit out. That's back in 2008-9, and when I visited in 2014 the larger pillars were still there due to noone knowing about them.

The ground surrounding the traintrain, haha traintrain, I mean, traintrack is strewn with smooth pebbles and rocks, thus while also making Zen patterns and pillars, I would spend an hour or so each walk creating rock patterns. The traintrack became my new Zen Garden.

Pic 1. First one I ever did.
2. Same one with a timeline. It's still there, now mostly covered by ground vine type plants.

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The best of the numerous ones I built over the years...

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Those are pretty cool!

 

Oh, very nice!

 

Thank you. Phone cameras have really come on haven't they?

 

Agreed. I'm deeply moved by the 1st foto.

 

Yes they have, but nonetheless I like your compositions and your stylistic choice upon them. Especially the second picture produces a very nostalgic feeling. I rarely get feelings by seeing landscape photographs.

 

Suited up...

Spoiler: rant...

Not fishing for compliments, just fascinated at how bad I looked, thus didn't give anything for the Baristas to think about that day. Plus, while taking several fotos for me, even the barista playfully harrassed me to smile. I wasn't aware of how sad\worn out I looked till I saw the pics, even though my soul was reasonably bright.

1. It's rare for me to be photographed.
2. I'm still nervous and tense when it occurs.
3. The sad\tired droopy eyes just looked so bad, yet when I got home after a few hours and looked in the mirror to recheck, the droopiness was gone.
4. I suspect that even though I noticed that morning and while dressing, my spirits had finally lifted after a month of illness, my body was still worn out.
5. I still cringe at how skinny the pants are at the bottom, and there were skinnier ones at the shop; I prefer the 2nd hand suits I got, older styles with ample width at the leg bottoms; apparently the style of today for suits is ugly skinny legs.
6. And the hair was still a mess, even after a lot of straightening and using a ton of heat protector this time. My hair has become somewhat severely dried out these last couple of years even though my health has improved.

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You look like a famous artist.

I look like Santa Claus on the second day of rehab.

 

Cheers. I suspect the look will greatly inprove with the Fedora, which I bought just for visual fun whenever I'd don the suit, though license day I chose not to.

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And as you've mentioned, I look like a famous artist. I recall when Alien first came out I came across a few pics of H.R. Geiger, the concept artist for all the Alien stuff in the movie, and he was dressed in all black ( just googled him and so far all pics of him, he's wearing black) and I bemused about how some artists dress a specific way, like there's some truth to the stereotype, and thus many years later, as my book was coming to completion I again bemused about how I should dress like one, and using that stored image of him as inspiration, I chose a full black setup while I was buying traditional black and white for the Dawta's wedding, then got the Fedora a year later, and without planning it, I ended up finally doing an untrimmed beard, that only enhances the dark brooding artistic stereotype.

Late last night I also realised why I looked so worn out.
1. Yes, bod just went through a hard time for a month.
2. Forgot I've been pigging out on sleeping\muscle relaxant tabs, as sleep was hard to come by while kidneys were severely aching 24\7. Noticing the increase in facial tiredness after taking them.

You rockin' a Nick Nolte on a bad day look?

 

Looking sharp, mate! You could be named Orlov. And work as a contractor. That nobody ever sees twice.

 

Interesting cityscape. Seems very haphazard.

 

˜smiles ˜It's the scruffy beard isn't it?

 

Get Procreate!

Plus this is better than most youtube tutorials:

 

Snapped this while at work the other day. I feel like I need to move away from this stark black and white filter, but I'm still in love with the results.

 

Do I know how lighting and shading works yet?

No.

Am I gonna just go “screw it” and do whatever and hope no one will call me out?

Heck yeah

 

Is anyone a big enough dick to call you out for it knowing you're practicing with it.

Probs not.

But props to the "screw it." That mentality has gotten me through more than I ever really expected.