Well hey, that’s a little morbid


I’m actually really excited about this design.  I’m not sure if it counts for the project and it might be a little weird.  Basically, it’s a kind of play on Cerberus with wolf skulls instead of actual dog faces.  If I do go with this design I might make the skulls shorter or combine a wolf and lion together.   I really want to make this and 3D print it.  I think while a little creepy it could look cool.  There’s plenty of things out there like this but not this exact thing.  Which kind of surprised me.

I’m headed to make more sketches and come up with some other ideas but I like this.  I found a tutorial so hopefully making something like this isn’t terribly advanced.


Characters don’t belong in the cupboard under the stairs

So like I stated before, I started an Instagram so I could post up some of my art.  I was hoping to build up some semblance of a following.  Ha.  

Earlier this year when I decided Tarsa Studios should be a thing, maybe even advance into an entertainment LLC, I didn’t realize how long that would be.  I’m also impressively out of date with modern marketing.  And people say the arts don’t involve work. 

Anyway I just decided I’d share some character art from a story of mine.  I made the lioness sculpture out of plasticine.  The two digital drawings were done in art rage and sketchbook for galaxy, respectively.  

I think I just have to keep fumbling along until I get to the point I want to be at in terms of business and art.  I get nervous about making my art and writing public.  But it’s time to take that leap even if I don’t feel ready.  

I have monster clay now so I’m hoping to make several more sculptures of lions and work on refining my characters.  Maybe soon I’ll learn how to render a character in Maya.   And that will be worth while.  

Know thyself


I was looking over my portfolio.  The one I created solely to submit for a class aptly dubbed Portfolio.  I’ll include images below this post.  I was just trying to find images to share on Instagram.  But my actual take away was much deeper.

I always need distance from my work, by that I mean time.  In the moments during and after creating something I always seem most excited about stuff that is not successful and most critical about pieces that are good.  I’m not certain why I lack perspective in the moment to see clearly my own successes and flaws.  I don’t think it’s entirely unusual and it’s part of the reason I take classes.  But it’s interesting.

I also realize I am a sculptor.  I think in the round and compose well when I’m dealing with space.  My brother had mentioned it to me recently.  He didn’t exactly say I shouldn’t bother with two-dimensional art but he hinted at it.  I think his intention was to say that I should stop trying to fit myself into a box that will never quite fit.  And I didn’t know what to say.  I didn’t think it was right at the time.

So I was actually surprised to see it.  My 2-D art is underwhelming at best.  People are always excited to see my art and then vaguely confused when I show them, say, a painting.  This bothers me because I want to be able to represent what’s in my head with precision and accuracy.  I don’t think that will ever happen when it comes to pencils, charcoal, and paint.  I could probably become a proficient draftsman if I put my mind to learning certain principles about art.  I could learn how to make accurate drawings if I continue working.   But there’s really nothing special happening when I put any sort of mark onto paper.  It’s simply not an art language I understand.

That might sound too harsh but I think it’s true.  On the flipside, I might sound arrogant when I say there’s definitely something happening when I deal with space and the physical world.  Something that I could really expand upon and get something special from if I kept at it.  There’s a certain sensitivity I’m picking up from my 3-D work that’s really interesting.  

Which leads me to the original title of this post, “the importance of being prolific.” Looking back on the last few years I wish I had made a ton more art.  I think I could’ve developed a much stronger body of work and just found more personal fulfillment in creating things.  I’m glad I’m starting to understand the importance of just making things but I feel like it took too long.