dont shame artists for wanting their art to get notes oh my godddd
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- me thinking about drawing: wow. art is so soothing and beautiful. its such an important creative outlet for me and i just want to draw all the time
- me drawing: fuck art. fuck it right in the ass
my 4-year-old niece is in that “splattering colors all over the paper” stage of making art. i showed her a piece by Jackson Pollock and told her “this person is really famous, and he made art kind of like you!” but she just looked disinterested and told me “mine has prettier colors.” get wrecked, Jackson Pollock
Don’t ever try to tell me this isn’t art. This is fucking art.
Damn…..
Anonymous asked:
edwardspoonhands answered:
Whoever told you that art does not benefit society has no idea how society works.
One thing I really wish they’d taught me in Art School is how to paint.
I know there’s an element of “You just need to practice”
But I remember one time sitting there, and this guy was trying to paint a picture and this teacher came up and started talking and helping, and showing him how to go about it, and we all crowded round and learned more in that 10 mineus than we had all week.
But they had this philosiphy as “you can’t do art wrong so just do what you like”
But like, I really wish they’d taught us, you know, some technique for this kind of shit. No you can’t do art wrong, but there are certainly easier ways to paint a picture than others. Like, so you start with the forground and work back, background and work forward, do you paint the individual parts or what?
How do you mix colours properly? How can you correct a mistake? Do you need to put a background base on in order to get the tones right?
Like, I learned more about painting from building set pieces for my local theatre group than I did in a year at Foundation Art College. (i.e. when painting on canvas it is best to use a grey base rather than a white, because grey is light enough to help light colours pop, while dark enough to make dark colours deep.)
But no. Insted we got a lesson on “how to write” where we sat in a circle, and “wrote the first thing that came in to our head over 60 seconds” and you weren’t aloud to talk unless you had the talking sick which was a stick with a tiny baby doll tied to the end.
And after I walked out of the lesson he told everyone to be “a proper writer” and write a letter, and gave them all a plastic cup of port.
And we learend about situationalism where by it is acceptable to sit around watching TV and call the experience art and no one can contradict you.
Oh yeah, and then there’s the time that the girl in my class got a tattoo as her art project.
I shit you not.
That’s what I did in art school.
The only improvements I made in that time were from drawing on a regular basis.
So the next load of posts in the queue are some old arts by me.
Don’t want to see them black list “Captain’s Art”
They range from last year to maybe 2006 or 2007.
Fun Story Time. My mum went to art college in her youth, and she shared a house with a load of other art students, and among many of the shenanigans they got up to there was a guy who lived upstairs who decided for his final art history essay he was going to answer the question.
“What Is Art?”
And while he was working on this my mum went up to check on him at one point, and he was dishelved and twitchy, and she noticed his plant was dieing by the window so she goes “Oh I’ll water that for you.” and goes to get it and he screams “NO! STOP! IT’S ART!”
And she just sort of backs away slowly.
He ended up changing his essay question because it was actually psycologically damaging him.
