All of Something

So here is that something, that something that I was alluding to.  Without further delay, here it is in part of it's glory:

So there is a whole aspect of this that isn't pictured here.  It's the part where things move.  I don't really have proper video recording anything at the moment, but I will shortly, whereupon he will be viewable in his full kinetic glory.  So that's soon.

For now though, here are some pictures that I will refer to as "detail shots" as to make them sound more legitimate.  If the appearance of legitimacy isn't the goal, I think I would rather refer to them as "somewhat incoherent close-ups" or something along those lines.

In the near future I will have a video of the beast in motion to share.  It shouldn't be long now.  Really.

Until then.  From all of us here in my head, Goodnight.

Part of a Something

So I have a thing that I have been working on for what has become a very very long time.  It has traveled between multiple states, at times been a shelf, has moving parts and I'm almost done.  I have done my best to contain my excitement about what is, in fact a really really stupid joke, but am no longer able.  As such I have decided to take a bunch of pictures that don't really show or explain much of anything and post them here.

Sorry.

I mean, come on, what is that?  Seriously.

Oh and please don't go getting excited or anything, I promise you this is all very very stupid in the end.  I don't think anyone could possibly enjoy this as much as I do myself.

Really, deepest apologies.

Without wax,
Rob.

Cast No. 01!

One more snippet:

annnnnd here is the plenary plaster person from the previous post.

And a couple details:

And that's it for this particular venture.  It may receive a patina in the future, though I'm thinking it's unlikely that it'll be anything other than more white.  I also might post some of the shots of the clay iteration at some point.

More on the way, the person in process right now is looking promising, and there's plenty of sketchbook to share.

Yes.

Plaster!

So here I have a little preview of my fist foray into casting:

These are all I'm going to share for now, unfortunately the rest of the pictures didn't come out so hot, so I'm going to have to re-shoot.  Either way the process was interesting.  Put in shim lines (like fault lines) so the mold can come apart, then coat the clay in plaster, break apart the mold, destroy the clay, put the mold back together, fill it with plaster, then chip off the mold.  I wish I had photographed the process a little, it's really beautiful to watch all the plaster chip away.  When you build the mold up off of your sculpture it sort of becomes this hideous blob of plaster, burlap and metal bars (to help give it structure).  You then chip all of that away, and it just sort of falls off, slowly revealing your sculpture underneath.  Next time I'll take more pictures.

Oh, and while I'm at it, here's some more sketchbook to keep things even.

And to leave off, a comment on a hand I sculpted from Leonid Brener when I studied with him over the summer:

"Everybody knows she has five fingers, find something more interesting to say."

Sketchbook Backlog

So, since I've been at the Art Students League I've been commuting every day.  Nearly two hours of train riding every day, some New Jersey Transit some MTA.  The result of all this time spent on a train is that I have about four hundred pages (slightly more actually) of train related sketchbooking to share.  So without further ado, and in no particular order, here are some sleeping bankers, reading investors, texters and space starers:

Initially it was purely a ballpoint and brush pen affair, but it has since migrated (marked by the death of my beloved S.K.B. and the complete lack of effort to replace it) over to a more diverse collection of things.  Most recently colored pencils and a calligraphy marker

There will be more of this.

Rob

Some thoughts on centaurs ... and a couple more naked clay people, sorry I lied

So first, consider your average, normal if there can be such a thing, Centaur:

smug bastard

We can see a very specific proportion of horse to human.  Human from head to somewhere around the pubis and horse from somewhere around the clavicle through the remainder of the horse.  This brings us to a much less popular mythological creature - the Anti-Centaur:

"WHY DO I EXIST, THIS IS HORRIBLE,
 WHY DID YOU EVEN IMAGINE ME?"

On a separate note entirely, due to time constraints I wasn't able to cast any of these sculptures before the studios had to be cleared out. As a result they all had to be destroyed which I knew from the start and figured if I'm going to do it, might as well have some fun with it.  Here is some of said fun.

Oh, and here are a couple detail shots that I forgot to include yesterday:

Naked Clay People, as promised:

So here's the final round of naked clay people for now, sculpture number 4.  At this point I'll have to make more naked clay people before I can post any more of them...

And that was the conclusion of the first stretch of figure sculpting.  More other stuff on the way, more naked clay people eventually most likely.