Monday, February 28, 2011
indignities fit for an undergrad
As you may know, this semester I am in a professional practices course where each week the gang is given a presentation from a successful professional. We have already been lectured by Yuko and the legendary Milton Glaser. We also hear from creative directors and get our portfolios reviewed. Before any of that could happen, our professor, the great and wondrous Mirko Ilic reviewed our portfolios to offer direction on what we should show to the bigwigs.
He announced in front of everyone that I need to learn to paint hands.
I could have died of shame.
He told me the hands were bad in this piece and this piece and this piece and that he sensed I was deliberately avoiding painting sets of hands in this piece and this piece (if that's true I swear to you that it was subconscious).
Now to complete my humiliation and to avoid such future chastisement I have been doing a page a day out of Hogarth's Drawing Dynamic Hands, which is an activity appropriate only for a college sophomore. THE INDIGNITY OF IT ALL!
Hopefully it will cure me of this affliction, even if Hogarth's hands are strangely stylized. He simplifies knuckes into little upside-down hearts/buttcracks, and I don't know anyone who's finger tips are shaped like long skinny shovels . . .
I hope you appreciate the vulnerability I am sharing with you here, team