So I took the week off after coming back from my first on sight class session. I used this time to build term paper drafts, get some freelance work completed, and to provide sketches for my first homework assignment. The assignment is to provide an illustration for a biography of an illustrator mentioned in one of the history lectures. My choice is to provide a work based upon the artist and idol of mine, the great Virgil Finlay. Not only am I working to try to get a resemblance of Mr. Finlay, but also to provide an image that reflects his style and visual narrative. I did a series of small 18 sketches and here are what I believe are my strongest ideas. Thanks for stopping by. -db
For the second piece in my thesis, I have chosen another work from the Dream Assignment, July Contact Period, July 2019. This piece is inspired by a story told to me by a friend of mine for over thirty years.
When my Father was a very young pre-teen, his Mother, my Grandmother had some kind of accident or fall in which she needed the use of a wheelchair. My best the chair was made in the 1930's or 1940's. My Father and his siblings would sleep in the same bed when they were very little. When the day was over, the wheelchair was placed in the bedroom with the kids. I guess one of the kids woke my Grandfather up screaming in the late hours of the night. According to the child, there was an old glowing old lady sitting in the chair. My Father said that was there, and the just she slowly faded away. All the children saw the figure and ran to the safety of their parent's bedroom. That next day the family took the wheelchair back to the hospital. At the hospital, they inquired if the wheelchair had a previous owner. They were told that an elderly woman had owned the chair and had used it every day for several years until she passed, just a few weeks prior to the family purchasing the chair.
The Cryptic Strays is a series of drawings inspired by strange or ghostly stories that have been told to me by those who experienced the incidents.
I was one of those kids that would sneak out of bed and sit at the top of the stairs to listen to my parents and their friends tell stories. I was fascinated by the humor, and odd stories that adults would tell to amuse one another. As a teen I discovered that other kids had done exactly what I had done as a young person… to listen and retell stories that amazed us, humored us, and especially the ones that scared us. This is a tribute and exploration of the love of storytelling.
This project started with a single question posted to my friends online; Have you experienced anything that could be considered paranormal or haunted. Please just answer back Yes or No.
Over a three day weekend, I received over 75 Yes responses. Of those who responded positively, I reached out and requested stores, to date I have been told over 35 stories.
The Phantom Priest.
Back in high school, I got a job as a weekend janitor and groundskeeper at a Catholic Church. One of my jobs included locking up the worship space after evening mass on Sunday. The first weekend I was locking up alone, I heard someone calling out "Who's there?"
Thinking it was the pastor, forgetting I now had lock up duty, I called out, "Oh it's just me. I'm just locking all the doors." Since I didn't get a response back, I went along closing and cleaning up.
Later, I ran into Father Edwin and asked him if he had forgotten I was closing up. He laughed and said; "No, I remembered. I've been giving a presentation to the youth group all evening. You have been up here alone."
And that was the first time I realized St. Mary's was haunted. After some inquires, I found that there was only one death on the premises. A priest named Father Francis passed away on site over 60 years ago. I figured it must be him checking up on things.
Throughout my tenure as a custodian at St Mary's, I'd had little run-ins with him. I'd catch what looked like a priest in the old garbs walking the halls every once in a while. Other times I'd hear the click of the long rosary beads priests use to wear from their belts as if they were hitting a pair disembodied legs walking at a leisurely pace.
Nothing was never malicious, it felt like an old pastor who never retired from keeping an eye on his church.
Beginnings are where you grow up
Beginnings are where you escape to a nurturing environment
Beginnings mold your identity and in some cases form your identity
Beginnings provide so much hope, and you are encouraged to go for it
Beginnings wrap a cocoon around you for you to ultimately emerge into something new
My first steps into beginning this trek have been completed. I am now entrenched in this new world of drawing and creation. It has proven to be a bit more work than I previously believed and I am so happy. The faculty that I have had are among the best in the field. They are legendary instructors and illustrators who have made their marks in the field and continue to push illustration higher and forward. I am honored to be standing in their shadows.
I have drawn more sketches in a week and a half than I ever have before. Looking back this was a fantastic exercise of drawing quick thumbnails… up to 50 per topic is something that I have stared to adopt in my professional life. I don’t think of it as “I have to” but “I get to” draw and draw a lot.
My fellow class mates and the upper classmates are a group of amazing artists. Each have their own visual voice, traveling on individual paths to a common goal, to be better than they were yesterday. They are genuinely welcoming and gracious people and I am proud to be among them.
I am now back home, preparing to work on my first term paper. I have gathered my research and organized my notes. Now to put words to paper.
What a week. I have drawn more this week than I may have ever in my life. I have been given wonderful direction and my mind has been opened to new ways of creative picture making and storytelling. This program pushes individuals to reach beyond what they know with encouragement.
I already have seen my thought process move in new directions and it has only been five days of classes. The Business of Illustration is really good. There is so much info that I had not considered for getting into new markets.The instructor os really good at communicating ideas to us. The other class that I had this week was Ideation, which is concerting. How to build a visually compelling story. It is Amazing how much these instructors know. Then we had some fantastic guest lecturers.
The images I am showing now are some of the thumbnail concept drawings and then a final composite sketch. 50 thumbnail sketches for each of the 6 comps. That is 300 thumbnail drawings in three days in addition to the other classes we had. We all did it and are better for it.
I head out in two days to step back in to the world of university learning. I have been preparing for my studio assignments. Hopefully I have built presentations that will please my fellow students as well as the faculty. Self doubt is always tapping on my shoulder, as I am sure it does for most artists. I have a studio assignment where I pick a topic; fable, song, editorial, poem, favorite film, historical event, lost or just cause, or original story, but it should mean something special to me. Next I choose a production category such as; Graphic Novel, limited edition prints, animated film, game development, or even picture book. Finally I am to build a body of work that represents this topic and category that i have chosen. My topic is a series of first hand paranormal stories that I have gathered over the last couple of years. I will hopefully produce a series of drawings as limited edition prints. I have been working hard for the last couple of weeks in the evenings and on weekends to build some sketches that I am proud of. Now we shall see if what I have produced for this project will hold up to student and faculty evaluation and critique.
I have been given my syllabus for the Summer session. I have three lecture classes and two studio classes. One studio class deals with Children’s Book illustration. For that I have the assignment of choosing a ‘public domain’ story or one of my own creation. Then I am to design page layouts and ultimately build a mock up book with sketches and verbiage, with no final finished artwork. This is to build skills in being able to repeat character designs, and build a well designed, consistent flow throughout a body of work. The story I have chosen is one that my dear Mother In Law Ann retold to me from her youth. I have attempted on two separate occasions to visually capture her story with varying degrees of success. Sometimes Concepts and technique are not equal tools to the task at hand. In those instances, I had high concepts but was still learning techniques, what to do and more importantly what not to do in order to achieve visual success. The Story is Why Are Cardinals Red. More to come on that as I get started with that project.
The second lab assignment is called “Dream Assignment”. This is an opportunity to abandon topics and methods chosen for career advancement in favor of subjects that are personally meaningful. For this one I had three possible projects outlined but in the end chose one that I am curious on how I will provide solutions. It is called Cryptic Strays. A collection of unusual events told to me by the individuals that experienced them first hand. I have attempted to work this project in the past with some degrees of success and admittedly some degrees of failure. But that is where learning come from. I must show up with a ten minute powerpoint presentation on my assignment and a one page summery for the faculty to keep. As of this writing I believe I have both the powerpoint and one page summery designed and created. If I needed to turn both on today, I would do so without fear. Given that i have a couple of weeks left, I may go back and tweak things as I review with fresh eyes. We shall see what comes forward. I am confident with what I have built so far. I am curious how others are progressing and am excited to see their proposals.
As always, thanks tor stopping by. -db
Thirty Years after my undergraduate degree, I decided to go back to school. A series of events alined, some by my design, others completely beyond my control. After retiring from my former position and day job, I decided to take the opportunity to devote my time to bettering my artwork. A ten month exploration in self education began in May of 2018. I began working in earnest, mostly through research of Master Illustrators and Artists, studying compositions, color, visual story telling styles, and technique; what I liked, why I liked it. If I couldn’t understand and intelligently explain or express my thoughts on a particular image, they went into a folder for future discovery. (Note: I learned to do that with my own artwork. If I got totally stuck and couldn’t figure out how to solve a problem, It went into the closet until I had learned how to provide a solution.)
That time spent in self study also included a trip to the east coast to visit some amazing museums and study the works of Charles Dana Gibson, N.C. Wyeth, Andrew Wyeth, Howard Pyle, the works of Leo and Diane Dillon, Maxfield Parrish, Norman Rockwell, and many others as I and a dear friend toured the Delaware Art Museum, the Brandywine River Museum, The Eric Carle Children’s Book Illustration Museum, R.Michelson Gallery, the Norman Rockwell Museum, and the National Museum of American Illustration. This research trip drove my inspiration to new levels, providing fuel for a body of work that I am proud to call my own.
At the end of 2018, I started to research MFA degree programs. I was searching for a program that would allow me to continue to work and maintain my home base. I found that the University of Hartford met my needs quite nicely. The driving decision was however the faculty, led by Society of Illustrators Hall of Fame member Christopher Fox Payne.
So I am now three weeks away from beginning a two year journey of exploration, study, and drawing on a level that i have not experienced for quite some time. I am excited, hopeful, and nervous. I remind myself to just keep moving forward and do my best. Some days my best will be good enough, some days my best will present me with opportunities to learn what not to do next time. So I invite you to stop back, and follow my adventures as I begin this new path in my career and my life. I hope that you find this enjoyable, and as always, I thank you for stopping by.