This is the last exercise in the book.
In this exercise we were supposed to draw an ugly street corner in 3 colors (colored paper + 2 colored pencils). The idea was to have lots of signs, angles, and negative space, and it would become beautiful. I had the flu so I had to settle for an ugly corner of my house, the messy corner I’d been staring at all day.
This was a preliminary self-portrait, meant to help us notice proportion in our faces. It was just supposed to be a line drawing, but I get carried away.
I had a hat on because I had a headache.
This is my copy of John Singer Sargent’s Mme. Gautreau, and the point of this was to notice facial proportions. We do that not to memorize them and let our left brain handle it, but so that we can be aware of the common tricks our brain plays, like making the nose too small or the ears too close to the eyes.
This is my copy of Gustave Coubet’s self portrait.
I don’t like this because he looks creepy all silver. The original must have been done in charcoal. You just can’t get dark enough with graphite. The point of this exercise was to see that our brain can make these odd shapes into a face.