I came across this program via Digitalgran's blog. It has convince me that Digital art has no place in my life...its souless. Basically you draw an image and then the program takes over. You have certain amount of control, in the colour, transparencey of the line, thickness of the line and the amount of scribbling. Once you are happy with the image you pause it, save the image via prt scr button and copy onto a program like Paint. Then you can edit it the way you see fit.
The first image was create just over 30 mins ago and reflects my mood, miserable eh? The second image I created on Saturday and I was suffering really badly from heartburn. The third image is something that has been swirling around in my head for the past couple of nights before I go to bed. I look out my window and see no-one. I am stuck in a box. Then I imagine all of the other people stuck in their little boxes, all desperately seeking something but ...... If I had painted or drawn these images, I might well have done similar things as they are reflecting a state of mind which is current at the moment. But somehow the physical activity of dragging a mouse or electronic pen over a plastic tablet just doesn't have the same physical release as a stump of charcoal or dollop of paint has.
To be honest, I am feeling kinda of pissed of at the moment. I had been hoping to volunteering at the Blanton this week but it doesn't look like it happening.
I was there last Friday and although it was just stuffing invites into envelopes, I really enjoyed it. There were 2 other women with me in the morning and then 3 women in the afternoon. To be fair the morning session was much better than the afternoon. The women seem know a lot about art (more than me) and genuinely interested in the Blanton. In the afternoon, the volunteer coordinator got 2 of her buddies to help out. I really can't remember their conversation except it was exclusively their conversation which would be ok if there was a dozen or so people there. I am guilty of the same thing, after all my conversation can centre around what I have read on the internet that day, (yeah my life is that interesting!) but not if there is handful of people present. Still it was amusing to listen to these 2 obviously intelligent women who lives are now reduced to golf, children, the right school and sometimes their husbands. They seemed happy but who knows, if you met me on an ordinary day, you would think I was happy and several hours of the week of the time I am :).
Anyway, as I was saying, I had been hoping to do some volunteering this week but despite all my offers, I am still here, whining away on a computer. There is an art fair in Austin this weekend and the coordinator had suggested she might need help but I would have thought she would have contacted me by now if that was the case. To be honest, I am beginning to feel unwanted in the extreme.(in other words my lonliness is turning into paranoia, not healthy, Jacqui, not healthy at all!)
So it is now 3pm and if I don't hear from the Blanton by 5pm, I will confirm lunch with my daughter in San Marcos. I can't spend another day in the house all on my ownsome. She has recovered somewhat from the trauma of losing her puppy but still has to talk to her room-mate who owns the other dog. Fortunately, she found shelter with her boyfriend for immediate aftermath but understandably she not keen to return to her apartment at the moment.
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