Eh... I don't know, I tried. Could've been better, could've been a lot better. I screwed up the spelling of "villains"... twice. My mind was elsewhere apparently. Maybe I shouldn't try to be productive after working in a warehouse for eight hours.
A story of corporations, people, failure, Royal Oak, and overpriced dairy products
Coming November 2010
I primarily use this blog for art related pursuits but have always wanted to integrate more photos, writings, music and other miscellanea. This forthcoming essay will chronicle the entertaining, miserable, and downright bizarre experience of working at Oberweis Dairy for three years from opening day to its demise.
This is the first of what will hopefully be a lengthy series. Each Polaroid will have a location + date, a song to go along with it (in the case of this one "Hey Nineteen" by Steely Dan), and a short story or prose to explain the photograph (I haven't written any for this one yet). I am obsessed with the idea of tiny fragments of America's past being captured in a photograph, and given the instantaneous nature of Polaroids, I believe that people are more apt to take photos with an off the cuff attitude. Every precaution will be taken to maintain the historical integrity of these and prevent any anachronisms. For example, this photo's legit because the record "Hey Nineteen" is on (Gaucho) was released on 11/21/1980 and this photo is from 12/6/1980. Also, the caption at the bottom of each one will be written by a different person each time to give every photo a unique feel. I wrote this one, I don't know who will do the next one.
Some side notes: I almost fucked this one up, I thought it would be "kind of a fun idea" to try using pen and ink, of which I have next to no practice using, to color the outline of the girl's body. Halfway through I smudged some of it and had to fix it and after that decided to use Micron pen for the rest. You can't really tell the difference and it still achieved the effect I wanted. My favorite thing about this one is either the pattern on her bra which I think came out really well (it's leopard print if you can't see in the picture, need to get a scanner...), or the pack of cigarettes on the table (Camel Lights, soft pack).
Andrew Derochie is doing a similar thing with real photos over at his blog, you should all check it out, he helped me cook up the concept for this whole project.
I don't know who this girl is. She's playing a Roland Juno-106. If I were to do this over, I would get more of the keyboard in and have her wearing an elaborate fur coat as I originally intended, psychedelic black holes are very cold, right?
This is from earlier tonight. It surprisingly came pretty naturally, I usually have to warm up for a bit before I get to a point where I feel good about what I'm putting down on the page. OCC is quite possibly the worst environment to be in for anyone that strives to accomplish academically, be it in an artistic field or not. I would love to attend a school that has requirements besides "being 18 years old" and "having a pulse".
Finally finished this the other night. I started sketching this out in June and it sat all summer until I colored it last week. Might make a cool flyer or poster or something, the stream of puke is big enough to fit the text.
Some things from my figure drawing class. I am really enjoying it, before this I'd never really attempted to draw the human form in any sort of realistic sense. I also find working with charcoal and graphite to be incredibly satisfying and even relaxing, however I'm growing tired of creepy old dudes and people that want to draw anime.