3 posts tagged “illustration”
Good things!
- Body Worlds was amazing. The fetuses were definitely the strangest part, for me. It's amazing how even the
squiggly little 7-week-old wormy fetuses actually LOOK like Impossibly tiny humans, with their teeny little hands and fingers. They are so ugly and weird dude it's awesome. Among the other highlights: blood vessel configurations floating in space (as pictured to the right [more photos of these things can be found here), the thoracic and abdominal organs (especially the intestines. In person, they look much more like balloon animals than they do in illustrations), and the entire muscular system. The elaborately posed (mostly)intact bodies were all incredibly beautiful.
- Um I am still on break and it is still awesome.
- Check this shit out: illustrations by Emily Jo Cureton, based on words from crossword puzzles! It's basically the greatest idea ever and I'm really excited about them.
See the rest of them HERE.
(I found out about these, as well as the stop-motion movie I posted a few days ago, from the illustration blog Drawn!)
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Bad Things!
- Thomas might be allergic to Wednesday. (the cat).
- Gas prices.
- That is all.
Other!
- Pasadena just passed that law about smoking in public places. I will personally enjoy not encountering smoke as often, but I feel sort of bad for the smokers in my life.
I just got around to taking pictures of more school things...
The pink and blue one was done in one class session. I kind of like how the mailbox sorta looks like a second dog.
This is a combination of Mexican folk art designs and amanitas muscaria mushrooms. I was running on 0 hours of sleep when I drew it.
This was for drawing concepts. We had to paint a portrait of someone we had never seen, based only on the information given in his/her obituary. This is Kate Webb, an Australian woman who was a foreign correspondent news reporter in Cambodia during the Vietnam war. She was captured by Vietnamese troops and mistakenly reported as dead. After being held captive for three weeks, she was released for no apparent reason.
detail:
and how I imagined her feet might've felt...
I'm not sure how to begin to explain this one, but it means a lot to me and I am very happy about it.
This hairy sucker sort of relates to Stuffed-animal Face up there. These are also from drawing concepts.
That's all for now. I still need to take a presentable picture of the big drawing. I'll do it later.
PS: I just set up a flickr account where I'll keep all of my art junk organized! --->LINK
So I've just started thinking about something I've never really considered before. I am thinking about medical illustration. It is such an obvious choice for me, such a natural way to go, but it never really dawned on me that that was an option for me until a few days ago. It just hadn't occurred to me that that was something I could actually do. But now that I have the idea in my head, and the more I let it sink in, the better it sounds to me... the more I realize that it sounds like something I would really love doing. It suits me. I love art and drawing and I love technical art and I love biology and anatomy and the structure of things. I mean I have anatomy posters tacked up on my bedroom walls because I think they are that beautiful. Maybe that is what I should do. I've never really known what I should do before.
But man is it intimidating. It means medical school. It means taking a whole effing lot of science classes. It means getting a master's degree. It would be hard.
There are only five accredited schools in North America that offer this type of graduate degree. These schools are in Maryland, Georgia, Illinois, Texas, and Toronto. About 10-15 students are accepted to each of the schools each year. This isn't exactly a popular field of study...
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holy cow figuring out how to get into one of those schools is confusing. Confusing and complicated.
So. I could go ahead and follow through with the current plan, which is getting my AA at AVC and my BA at Art Center, and then find someplace where I could take a bunch of classes like comparative anatomy, vertebrate anatomy and physiology, developmental anatomy, histology, and embryology, so that I could THEN apply to one of those schools and hopefully get accepted and finish the program and get the degree. OR I could forget about Art Center and, instead, take a whole bunch of general ed-ish classes so that I could try to get into a special pre-medical illustration baccalaureate degree program (which is designed to precede the master's program) at a place like Iowa State University or University of Georgia, and then apply to one of those five schools and hopefully get acctepted and finish that program and etc.
So basically, I am already too old to start any of that. I'm an old dog. I'm over the hill. I've already limited myself by the classes I've taken/not taken in college, by the classes I took/didn't take in high school, and by the State I decided to be born in, and I'll die long before I am even qualified to apply to one of those schools.
And what if I did manage to get through the whole process before dying of old age or Worry, but then ended up not liking medical illustration that much after all? Or what if I just couldn't stomach the south/the midwest? What if I hated the school? What if it was just too hard and I couldn't manage it? The thing is that I would have to be so sure that that's what I wanted to do with the rest of my life before getting into that kind of commitment, or else what it means is a whole lot of wasted time, life, and money.
OR I could just go to Art Center and not have to worry about any of that and try to figure out something to do in the art world that does not involve science and endless prerquisite obstacle courses.
Yeah I dunno. I am still very interested in the medical illustration thing.... Surgical observation and sketching! It sounds so wonderful! It's something I think I'd like and maybe I'll keep looking into it. Maybe I'll suck it up and decide that being in school for a couple more years than I'd prefer isn't the worst thing ever, and that I won't keel over and die at age 25. Oh career paths.
