I’ve had a lot of emails forwarded from The Drawing Research Network this week: the topic is “drawing exercises”, and several suggestions have been quite interesting. I liked one suggestion which treated the drawing of a simple line almost as a meditation, although when I tried it it seemed a bit ordinary. Probably needs to be done v e r y s l o w l y on a large piece of paper.
During a recent workshop with Sandy Sykes at the Regional Print Centre in Wrexham we did a series of warm-up exercises which, although somewhat off the wall, produced some intriguing results. Starting with sheets of paper loosely assembled into book format, we drew under instruction: first a simple shape, “make it bigger, make it smaller, turn the page, give it some socks” (really!) “wash the socks, give it some friends” and so on and so on until the book was full. The idea was to use the drawings as a basis for what might be called free-form print making.The results were varied, interesting and entertaining.
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I don’t know whether the whole exercise would be very popular with a class of intensely serious science students, but I think something similar would be worth considering. It’s important to loosen up physically and focus mentally if you’re going to get any proper work done. However, bitter experience suggests that a lot of hobby artists don’t like preparatory excercises. I’m not sure why. I wonder if they consider it distracting from the real business of producing a “proper drawing” that they can sign & date, and show to their friends.
I went down to London (and it is “down”, not “up”, from here) last week ostensibly to see the William Orpen drawings at Tate Britain.
Emerging from Euston Station feeling a little punch-drunk from travelling two hundred and odd miles in just under two hours, much of it at an angle of 10 degrees from vertical, I staggered across the road to the Wellcome Institute for a rest. (Good café, London prices; reasonable bookshop). The “Exquisite Bodies” exhibition was still on – I’d completely forgotten about it. The following is an extract from a longer piece of writing:
Subtitled “the Curious and Grotesque Story of the Anatomical Model”, the display wobbles uneasily between the clinical, didactic or “scientific” models and the sensationalist, allegedly educational, travelling fairground shows. The elements of voyeurism inherent in the exhibition are approached only obliquely, by reference to the historical “freakshow”.
Many of the anatomical models on display are smaller than life-size and not desperately accurate, and therefore relatively undisturbing. However, the wax model of a dissected head by Joseph Towne carries an impact way beyond its’ intended use for anatomy students. It seemed to me to be pathetic, even tragic, modelled with an almost tender intimacy. Yet it was shown at the Great Exhibition in 1851 and so has a long history of public exposure at odds with its’ ostensible function as a teaching aid within the closed circle of medical education. And, and, and…. it raises so many unaddressed questions: who was the original subject of the model? how did he die? (not obviously hanged, so presumably a pauper, these being the contemporary legal sources of bodies for dissection). Did anyone visiting the Great Exhibition recognise him? Why should a simulacrum of death be almost as disturbing as the real thing? is the distress due to the cultural associations of head & brain, brain & mind, identity and personality? and on and on..
http://www.wellcomecollection.org/exhibitionsandevents/exhibitions/Exquisite-Bodies
So it really is more than a month since I posted on this blog. What on earth have I been doing with my time? It’s sad, but sometimes staying alive is a full time job on its’ own. Still, staying alive is pretty good.
I did a bit of investigation into attitudes to life drawing: comments on the Channel 4 website, responding to the televised life classes, were typical. Most posts were positive, with many people resolving to go to “proper” life classes – so in that respect the programmes were a success. The negative comments were predictable and concentrated on the issue of nudity on daytime television rather than anything to do with drawing: “boring”, “a ploy to increase ratings”, “disgusting; shouldn’t be allowed; my children might see it”. I can’t imagine that my parents would have objected, even in the 1950s (the Lord Chamberlain wouldn’t have permitted it in those days, of course). On a medical forum, where the comments were mostly favourable and certainly not outraged by Nudity on Television, I found a link to the Sun newspaper. The Sun asked for comments in its’ usual “cor phwoar” tone – and the comments almost all said “so what? No big deal”. I suppose Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells reads the Telegraph.
