Save Me (From Myself)
"And I draw a line
to your heart today-
To your heart from mine
One line to keep us safe.- P.J. Harvey
i'm the ivan drago of draw. c'mon, you know who i'm talking about.
don't front. you watched "Rocky IV" didn't you? you remember the humongous
albino russian played to wooden perfection by dolph lundgren? the guy who
killed apollo and delivered the coldest after-fight interview in boxing history
by calmly announcing over the sweaty corpse of carl weathers:
"if he dies.....he dies."
now where is my metaphor going again? oh yeah. i'm THAT guy....why?
because there's a scene in that movie, where his manager is holding court
over a press junket following his training session and states-
"whatever he hits...he destroys."
i'm THAT guy....not in the literal sense, mind you....purely creatively....
i just over fuckin work everything, which is ironic in a way, cause my
wife says I can't finish anything... go figure.... i just don't know when to stop myself
until the thing i'm rendering no longer resembles itself....
anyway...here's the proof...two posts tonight...i drew the blue line on the train home
and then after giving kenna a shower and reading her a story (too long a layover!)
i tried to add some color to it....."whatever he hits.....he destroys!"
i wish i had a chip that would just zap me with some sort of electric shock when it's time
to put the pencil down....maybe it can tell me when it's time to end a blog too....
ribbit
posted by Glenn Byrne @ 9:48 PM
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9 Comments:
Very dramatic pieces. I really like the mood!
Hey don't be so hard on yourself.
Sometimes I don't know when to stop as well. And I never finish a thing as well.
What works for me nowadays is creating a series of the same sketch on tracing paper.
The first sketch usually looks like quick shit, I place tracing paper over it and start again, using the shit as my template, over and over same process.
By the time I am on my seventh quick sketch I am too exhausted to over work the darn thing!
You know, that's funny, 'cause I overwork too...at Kids Headquarters!!! Wow, and now we have something else in common. As I do with Becca...see, I too first sketch a piece of shit and put tracing paper over it again, and again, and again, until the piece of shit isn't an indescribable piece of shit, but rather a more elaborate and overworked piece of shit which takes a form of its own and becomes a dignified and solid piece of shit, thus rendering my initial piece of shit unrecognizable. And then I just put my pencil down, sigh deeply, and feel satisfied that I just overdeveloped and over-rendered another piece of shit...from my own piece of shit. Wow, I'm glad I got that shit off my chest, homey...thanks Becca. And by the way, these aren't overworked at all. They're gorgeous...so, keep drawin' dude. We have much to learn from your shit.
you guys are the shit!
i feed off this stuff,
so i appreciate the feedback!
thanks guys
f-diddy
But what about Rocky IV? I really think that is the key. You need to Netflix that movie and watch it 3 or 4 times, then draw. Best line nominee - "I must break you."
When I sketch, I usually start with some broad strokes and an unrealistic expectation of what I am capable of. It starts out looking like shit and then gets shittier until I remember, oh yeah, I bought that set of artists pencils (the set I couldn't find when you were here), and I go to find it thinking it must be the tools and not the shitty carpenter. And if I'm lucky enough to find the pencils, I try again and find out once again that it's not the tools, I just can't draw for shit.
As for my writing, well, I think I'm pretty good at that, and other people tell me I'm a lot better than I think I am, so I think I can relate to your self-deprecation. The trouble there is I get the idea, get some of it out, and never finish anything. I wrote three chapters of a novel once and everyone I gave it to kept buggin me to write more. When I never got around to it, they gave up and stopped asking. But it's still in a file cabinet somewhere. And I still remember the first line -"Ignatius Noble awoke with a raging hard on." Try telling me you don't want to here more.
With these drawings, I think the subject matter is a contributing factor to your disappointment. I mentioned this in an e-mail - I think you are too close to the subject and that makes it tougher. You want it to be perfect and you are trying to hard. Just relax, man. The body and gestures are dead on, and there are lips in one picture, eyes in another, and a chin in another that are perfect. Now just get all of those together in one sketch and I think even you will be proud of it.
Also - my nickname for you just keeps getting longer - I have now taken to referring to you as The Reverend Sun Young Moon of Glendor.
eric! with comments from California!
Oh lordy! I'm going global up in this bitch!
so nice to hear from you man! finish that
novel! i already feel like Ignatius is a kindred
spirit...i know what you mean about my subject matter,
but to be honest, my subject... matters, ya dig?
i'm just finetuning....shakin off years off rust.....
the best is yet to come.....
and re: Rocky IV, i think one of the most overlooked scenes is when at the press conference Rocky announces that he's gonna fight for the title belt in Russia, Paulie (who somehow has kept his job as cornerman even though he's still a drunk), spits out
his beer and yells "What are ya, crazy?" Burt Young got totally hosed for a best supporting actor nod that year! Great to hear from ya man!
F-Diddy
Well, maybe not global yet, but since I am on the Left Coast, you are most definitely bad and nationwide (queue crunchy guitar riff).
Confession time - I owned the Rocky IV soundtrack. In fact I may still have it out in the garage somewhere. In high school I would listen to it in my Walkman while jogging during wrestling season. There was some crap to fast forward through, but all lot of it worked well to get pumped up. Like The Sweetest Victory. Oh, and the last good (not great) James Brown song. That and the Vision Quest Soundtrack. And f*%k you, I did TOO jog! I was a lean mean 185 lb monster. Now I'm just a tubby bitch. But we bought a treadmill and an elliptical - got 'em set up upstairs looking out at the lake. Me and mine are shedding some ell bees.
Also - the typos in my post were dictation software errors. I'm still getting used to it, and spell checkers don't catch the mistakes because Dragon always substitutes a real word. I just feel like a knob saying I can write and then having "to" instead of "too" and such. Oh, and "here" instead of "hear."
And finally - damn you run with some talented friends. Not the time stamp. I was totally sucked in to your stuff and then theirs.
Hey Rebekit and Process Junkie - can you do a few in corsets? I think a corset does a lot to outline the female form while leaving something to the imagination. And you can bring in some really great textures to them that you can't put on skin.
OK, you're right, I just dig corsets. OK, and stockings too. Yes, with the seam up the back.
Oh - and I know you are coolin' in New York and Sunday's to relax, but Saturday's for bloggin'. Hop to it Frog Daddy.
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