Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
Illustrators in my presentation
Concept Art:
Issac Orloff (http://www.orloffillustration.com)
Michael Kutsche (http://michaelkutsche.com/)
Samwise Didier (http://sonsofthestorm.com/gallery.php?artist=samwise)
James Baker (http://www.james-baker.com)
Comic Book Art:
J H Williams (http://www.jhwilliams3.com/)
Emily Carroll (http://www.emcarroll.com/)
Mike Mignola (http://www.artofmikemignola.com/)
Grant Snider (http://thoughtballoonhelium.blogspot.com/)
Fine Art Illustration:
Sam Weber (http://www.sampaints.com/)
Jillian Tamaki (http://jilliantamaki.com)
James Jean (http://www.jamesjean.com/)
H R Giger (https://giger.com)
Donato Giancola (http://www.donatoart.com)
Book Illustration:
Matthew Artmstrong (http://www.matthewart.com/)
Shaun Tan (http://www.shauntan.net/)
Gerald Kelley (http://www.geraldkelley.com/)
Andy Katling (http://www.catling-art.com/)
Brian Selznick (http://www.theinventionofhugocabret.com)
Editorial:
Yuko Shimizu (http://www.yukoart.com/)
Frank Stockton (http://www.frankstockton.com/)
Andrew Kolb (http://www.kolbisneat.com)
Mike Mitchell (http://sirmikeofmitchell.com)
MICA Alum
Annie Wu (http://www.anniewuart.com/)
Sam Bosma (http://www.sbosma.com/)
Kali Ciesemier (http://www.ciesemier.com/)
Jeremy Enecio (http://jenecio.com/)
Nick Iluzada (http://www.nickdraws.com/)
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Zhu Da footprints.
Bada Shanren (born as Zhu Da (朱耷), was a Chinese painter of Shuimohua and a Calligrapher.
In 2010, Tanguy Dohollau, a french artist, published his graphic novel " Pas à Pas". The story combines intelligently the story of two characters, a blind woman and a Comic creator of Sci-fi, with the painting of Master Zhu Da and movies made by Andrei Tarkovsky and Ozu.
(Start panel 7)
One day, when Zhu Da was a child, his father asked him to go barefoot in a tub full of ink -
Then he asked him to walk on the unrolled paper -
The first footprints of Zhu Da were very black - The paper was drinking the black ink.
Its footprints were thinned at every step - They became almost invisible.
Then, his father took a brush and wrote on the top of the paint roller: "A piece of the path of my son Zhu Da" -
The, at the bottom of the paint roll he added: "By walking we trace our path".
What about you?
By a beautiful fall day, half of the class of Illustration I followed the footsteps of Zhu Ta.
Warren Linn, guest of that day, was the first to dunk his feet in a basin filled with Tempera. "Walking deliberately on the great white beach, he recalled his Latin (...) the road to paradise is paved with paradox". "
"Saying to himself:
Where goes the world?
To the white
Where goes the white?
to the void
Where goes the void?
the void comes and goes
like the light"
Emily, Amelie, Elise, Kathryn, Sarah, Clare, Cynthu, Chrissy, Rebekah and Jungeun brushed also the paper with their footsteps.
" Moving out then
into the landscape
walking
in the white of the morning
walking and watching
listening
yellow flowers
tossing in the wind
a crow on a branch
caw-cawing
the rivulet
reflecting the sky
in blue-grey ripples
white beach, wrack
the high gait and snootiness
of oyster-catchers
a blue crab groping in a pool
bright shell
the notes accumulate
towards a writing
that has more in view
than the art of making verse
out of blunt generalities
and personal complaining
atlantic archipelago
and a sense of something
to be gathered in
the mind gropes
like a blue crab in a pool
tosses in the wind
reflects the sky in ripples
flies high
leaves signs in the sand
lies recklessly strewn
at the edge of the tide
comes back to the books
the many manuscripts
Scriptorium
In candida casa
altus prosator
binoculars focused also
on the red-roofed
abandoned sardine-factory
at the tip of the promontory -
some kind of homology
a place to work from
(to work it all out)
a place in which to
house a strangeness
this strange activity
(philosophy? poetry?
practice? theory?)
from an accumulation of data
to the plural poem
beyond the generality
" One does not sell the earth upon which the people walk"
Crazy Horse, Oglala Dakota, 1868
Poems above are from "Atlantica", written by Scottish Kenneth White.
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