Sketch 4: Human Document
An avalanche pressed the glass lying there
pounding
I was afraid
I yelled but I saw there was no way through
I looked everywhere.
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I Looked at Strong Girls With my Own Eyes
Human Document: Visual Poem
Tears began to run down my face.
Lord
Her soft skin bruised.
I didn’t know what to say to quiet her
I hesitated.
Honey
don’t like you much,
There’s more than her husband.
I looked up solemnly.
1.
2.
3.
“The Humument”: apology
your eyes
turned
you should
apologize
“Yes Ma’am”
I
agreed
so I turned
apologized
and
spent every minute
afraid
Red Highlights
red highlights
fresh bright blood
let him hurt me
Daddy yelled at me at dinner
Mama had said to be careful.
face unreadable eyes blank
no part of me was beautiful
I didn't have anything to be so proud of
Don’t Q-tip your kayak!
I was home this weekend and took note of the ordinary objects I use on a daily basis and tried to associate those objects with an action. So I set my eyes on the q-tips and thought of different ways it could be used. My initial thought was someone bench pressing, but I figured the swabs on the end weren’t large enough. My next thought was hands on a clock but that wouldn’t work considering q-tips are all the same size. Then I started twiddling with the q-tip and gave it motion. That’s when I thought of an oar and then came the sketch. 
Mr. Coughdroppington
Last week, I was sick with a sore throat so I got some cough drops to ease my cough. This meant I got to spend a lot of time looking at the cough drops in their little wrappers. I noticed that they looked like little bow ties which inspired me to make a stereotypical gentleman that would benefit from a bow tie.
Sketch 3: Conversion to Drill-ology
This was a long process. The final art may be simple and easy, but the actual thought process was really difficult. After hearing about this sketch, I immediately thought of a few ideas. But I went about it the wrong way. I thought about things that I had that I could use for this sketch, as well as what they could be drawn as. But the ideas just wouldn’t roll out. I would get something, but I couldn’t think of any item to use with it. So I began thinking the other way, I looked around my room and tried to find things I could use and how to incorporate them into something realistic that I could draw. Yet, I still wasn’t coming up with anything. All my ideas were too big, and I couldn’t think of everyday occurrences that I could use these items on. So I continued to mull over it day after day. I had to balance it with chemistry studying and other homework, but I kept it in the back of my mind. But it was becoming too close to the deadline.
Finally, something clicked today. I was listening to a podcast, and one of the guys was ranting about the construction they had to endure every time at an airport, as well as in their city in general. I loved the ranting, and it got me thinking about construction. It also just so happened that I was looking at a converter that I recently bought for my headphones to plug into my keyboard.
It looked strangely like a drill.
Now came the difficult part. Drawing the construction drill. Firstly, I had to get an idea of the scale of the actual drill relative to rest of the drill. It had to be relatively even, but not too much more thick or thin. The person was also a difficult assignment, one that I’m not completely happy with. Another difficulty is that I’ve become so accustomed to drawing digitally that I realized I “forgot” (temporarily) many of the techniques I had learned from my years of art lessons. Things such as pencil pressure and shading techniques were much easier on digital art, for I had so many more options for colors and such. However, in real life, I was stuck with 24 colored pencils instead of my typical 100 pencil arsenal. It turned out a lot more plain than I wanted it to. And my style noticeably changes from digital to paper.
However, I still think the idea was a lucky one, and I’m still somewhat satisfied with my sketch. However, can an artist really ever be satisfied with their work?
The chicken messed up…
A scared, lonely chicken seeing his phone is at 1% outside a G-Tech apartment complex at 5:32 am is the perfect description of my last night out. A series of unprecedented events led to me almost having to walk miles and miles through rain and cold in order to get to my dorm. It started like an ordinary night out, which turned to a scavenger search for the friend I swore I’d go back to Emory with. I lost them in Gold Room a popular club in Atlanta, and as the night progressed, and the club closed down, I was forced to look for them not only outside the club, but in the apartment complex we pregamed in. A couple of hours into the search, my friend told me he somehow (and inexplicably) managed to get to Emory. Knowing my friend was safe now, I hit up an uber to take me back home after such a perilous night… I did not expect for the uber to take so long, and my phone to be at the brink of death; the fact that my inability to get to Emory relied solely on the 1% of battery left on my phone instantly made me a chicken, hence my expertly crafted drawing.
Someone ate too many cookies…
In the beginning, I had no idea what I really want to use as the key object for this assignment. I took a look around me and still was confused and worried due to the fact, that I did not know what to draw and what to use as a completing element. Then, I decided to drink some tea and eat cookies to relax a little bit and come back to this assignment after my short break. When I took the cookies out of their bag, I put them on the paper in random position and suddenly noticed that it can be transferred into a head of an animal. The idea just came to my head and I decided to immediately realize it. Overall, the drawing is very simple and, in my opinion, it can represent a pig who feels guilty for eating a lot of cookies and still wanting to eat more. Additionally, I chose this bubble to insert my name because I wanted to add at least one comics-related detail.
(Photo: by me)
