Here I am at Andrew's Monday evening session, and asking whether I want to continue with this distant engagement with the processes of drawing the life model.
During this extraordinary year of keeping one's self in touch with the art of drawing the nude, it has been frustrating and difficult, but the pull to evolve one's art remains and, so, one continues with the endeavor.
The difficulty and frustration, for me, arises from the complete lack of the immediate and intimate dialogue and feedback one gets from the other participants in the life-drawing studio, between poses and at coffee breaks. People who one has become to know, with whom one shares the experience, and from whom one gains support thro' comments and observations about what appears upon one's easel.
In this situation does 'self judgement' take on a more significant role? I believe that I have always announced my own critique of my art. And this blog holds the evidence for this claim.
So, what happened tonight?
In this first drawing of three 2 minute poses Andrew related to the architrave of a door frame. For me, in each case, the door frame became a single line against which a selected outline of his body was captured.
During the next 10 minute and 20 minute poses I became focused, for some reason, on feet and hands, and I recall that I felt a need to somehow connect these together. My immediate impulse was to bring down into the composition Andrew's upper torso. The lines of his shoulders and upper arms then came down and made connections with the lower parts of the drawing.
This was one of those fairly regular events when I just wanted to neglect engaging with the whole pose and focus on particular parts which attracted my attention. and to morph them together in some way.
The final pose of the evening was for about 30 minutes. Andrew is seated facing the beholder. His left hand is supporting his head. But, Why did I respond in this way?
The curled hand, coming in from the right, went in first. Then the left side of his head and his left ear, in outline.
For some unknown reason the right side of the pose was introduced, but at a different scale. The long arm and hand went up to the head.
At this point in the process the relationship of the two sides of the head at different scales became an issue. And I recall moving from one to the other, gradually morphing them together, debating how to differ the drawing of the eyes.
Every so often. No! Quite frequently. In fact, after every session. There is a drawing, there is some aspect of a composition, via which has suggested I have taken an evolutionary step along my life-drawing journey 'PATHS ARE MADE BY WALKING'. The two heads morphed are just one of these. Perhaps it's just one of those 'Picabia' inspired compositions that one need s to study for a few minutes in order to understand exactly what is happening.