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Saturday, October 26, 2013
sculptographics
It has been quite a while since I lasted posted anything...busy...facebook addiction..well I had to really find the effort to return to the blog to archive whatever that happened since the last posting till now.
In my posting `from 3d to 2d' I have made inroads into the subject and intentions and developed what I now refer to as SCULPTOGRAPHICS.
as I see the sculptures that I have built have many exciting facets that cannot be seen at a glance and every facet or angle that I have selected have their own individual dynamics. it is only appropriate that I convert them into 2 dimension formats and further emphasize and enhance the visuals digitally that will offer stronger intensities.
it is from here that I discovered a greater purpose and a stronger sense of creativity to move ahead. I am now convinced that this endeavor of doing sculpture, photography and digital rendering thus now termed as Sculptographics will find a place in my discourse amongst peers.
In my posting `from 3d to 2d' I have made inroads into the subject and intentions and developed what I now refer to as SCULPTOGRAPHICS.
as I see the sculptures that I have built have many exciting facets that cannot be seen at a glance and every facet or angle that I have selected have their own individual dynamics. it is only appropriate that I convert them into 2 dimension formats and further emphasize and enhance the visuals digitally that will offer stronger intensities.
it is from here that I discovered a greater purpose and a stronger sense of creativity to move ahead. I am now convinced that this endeavor of doing sculpture, photography and digital rendering thus now termed as Sculptographics will find a place in my discourse amongst peers.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
looking back
Looking back to ‘80
Looking back to ‘80
In ’80 I headed to the US of A to do commercial arts….fortunately or otherwise there was a mix up.
I ended up doing communication arts…in the English Department.
As I could not immediately change my major I was stuck to the curriculum for a semester. I had the option to change my major and leave for another campus or complete my communications and seek a masters in fine arts. The later option seemed less stressful.
I mentioned to all my tutors of my predicament and they seem helpful by gearing me towards an art perspective in their courses whenever possible. I had to prepare my portfolio to do my masters and I took every available art course available.
There was only one tutor in the college that provided courses up to 201 level.
She was Joanne Lattavo.
Coming from Greek ancestry she delved in perfection with much reference to the Greek gods especially Apollo.
As she had previously done commercial arts I urged her to tutor me in that direction. She was adamant to only guide me in the fine arts and kept repeating that she will not make a prostitute out of me.
Of course I aspired to be an art director someday soon and resisted the idea of being a struggling and elusive artist. I was young and need to conquer the world…and did not heed her wisdom.
In the course of 1 year I produced about 200 renderings in every medium that I can get hold of. It was as though I was doing a major in fine arts. Joanne Lattavo kept me on a very strict regime as she knew that I intend to pursue my masters…but I kept groveling that I had tons of other non art assignments due.
Orientation Week was fun…..
It was not the mediums or techniques that left a mark. It was rather the development of the mind…the universal thought…the ultimate idea…the essence of the mind…the deep focus…and seeing within.
Circumstances did not allow me to do my masters and I was homebound upon completion of my bachelors with a minor in art.
I sought careers in the commercial industry. As an art director, as a creative director, a marketing consultant, an illustrator, a comic artist, a creative editor…all of which involved some sort of creative discipline. I was good at what I did.
Being an artist was not an option as the country I live in was at a developing stage and the industry was non existent…decorative and recording at most.
Oddly enough, in whatever I did I kept referring to the what I was taught in the fine arts…I realize that the commercial world did not reflect the depth of creative thoughts but just skimming the ideas off the essence primarily to gain profits with no regards for posterity. This bothered me a lot. The commercial world has no soul.
The feelings and rewards were short termed…I wanted to be recognized for my efforts and not just be rewarded in monetary value. I wanted to be relevant.
After a decade an a half I relinquish the idea of a full time career in the commercial world. I began taking piece meals…then I went full steam into working on my art without a notion of what the future holds.
It is still a bumpy ride…but worth every minute.
I come to a full circle to relive and practise the knowledge that was imparted at Walsh.
Wall painting at the admissions office
Ms Joanne Lattavo complained to Bro. Francis Blouin, president of Walsh,
that I was not ready to paint yet…when she caught me doing the commission….I was hungry!!
She took me out for a burger.
My first commission by the college at the dining hall…the feast
The first semester I did not enroll in any art classes and the college
knowing that I aspired to take up art
gave me the opportunity to demonstrate my works
Study of the circle…final piece – tempera
the merging of forms….the final piece – tempera
survival…tempera
In ’80 I headed to the US of A to do commercial arts….fortunately or otherwise there was a mix up.
I ended up doing communication arts…in the English Department.
As I could not immediately change my major I was stuck to the curriculum for a semester. I had the option to change my major and leave for another campus or complete my communications and seek a masters in fine arts. The later option seemed less stressful.
I mentioned to all my tutors of my predicament and they seem helpful by gearing me towards an art perspective in their courses whenever possible. I had to prepare my portfolio to do my masters and I took every available art course available.
There was only one tutor in the college that provided courses up to 201 level.
She was Joanne Lattavo.
Coming from Greek ancestry she delved in perfection with much reference to the Greek gods especially Apollo.
As she had previously done commercial arts I urged her to tutor me in that direction. She was adamant to only guide me in the fine arts and kept repeating that she will not make a prostitute out of me.
Of course I aspired to be an art director someday soon and resisted the idea of being a struggling and elusive artist. I was young and need to conquer the world…and did not heed her wisdom.
In the course of 1 year I produced about 200 renderings in every medium that I can get hold of. It was as though I was doing a major in fine arts. Joanne Lattavo kept me on a very strict regime as she knew that I intend to pursue my masters…but I kept groveling that I had tons of other non art assignments due.
Orientation Week was fun…..
It was not the mediums or techniques that left a mark. It was rather the development of the mind…the universal thought…the ultimate idea…the essence of the mind…the deep focus…and seeing within.
Circumstances did not allow me to do my masters and I was homebound upon completion of my bachelors with a minor in art.
I sought careers in the commercial industry. As an art director, as a creative director, a marketing consultant, an illustrator, a comic artist, a creative editor…all of which involved some sort of creative discipline. I was good at what I did.
Being an artist was not an option as the country I live in was at a developing stage and the industry was non existent…decorative and recording at most.
Oddly enough, in whatever I did I kept referring to the what I was taught in the fine arts…I realize that the commercial world did not reflect the depth of creative thoughts but just skimming the ideas off the essence primarily to gain profits with no regards for posterity. This bothered me a lot. The commercial world has no soul.
The feelings and rewards were short termed…I wanted to be recognized for my efforts and not just be rewarded in monetary value. I wanted to be relevant.
After a decade an a half I relinquish the idea of a full time career in the commercial world. I began taking piece meals…then I went full steam into working on my art without a notion of what the future holds.
It is still a bumpy ride…but worth every minute.
I come to a full circle to relive and practise the knowledge that was imparted at Walsh.
Wall painting at the admissions office
Ms Joanne Lattavo complained to Bro. Francis Blouin, president of Walsh,
that I was not ready to paint yet…when she caught me doing the commission….I was hungry!!
She took me out for a burger.
My first commission by the college at the dining hall…the feast
The first semester I did not enroll in any art classes and the college
knowing that I aspired to take up art
gave me the opportunity to demonstrate my works
Study of the circle…final piece – tempera
the merging of forms….the final piece – tempera
survival…tempera
Life and death…ink
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