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Having definite second thoughts about Painting.
- It's in oils. EW. Yick, yick, yick. Aside from that being yet another shitload of expensive materials (and I'm trying to cut DOWN on volume of stuff, here,) oils are smelly. They get in everything and everywhere and I don't care how odorless your turpenoid is, it will still give you brain damage. They take forever to dry and the palate is a pain in the ass to scrape clean. I like my art small, portable, and relatively transient in this world – it's really unpleasant to think I could do something that would then LAST for decades. Oils have to stay in one place and dry, and then they'll be around forever. Bleah.
-I have all the materials I could possibly want for small-scale acrylics and watercolors except canvas board and maybe an easel, and the price of a small easel would not run me anywhere NEAR the cost of thirteen tubes of new paint alone. Hell, I could probably MAKE an easel for my little canvas pads, cobble it together with cardboard and duct tape if I were so inclined.
Meanwhile we're supposed to buy paints, brushes, canvas boards, canvases, raw canvas with stretcher bars, AND all the materials to oil-prime a canvas because this teacher is really gung-ho on doing at least one traditionally prepped canvas. I can't help but think the effort is probably wasted on an intro painting class, but nobody asked me. And she made it clear she wasn't sparing us any expense when she told us to use a full-sized prestretched canvas for our first assignment. Most of this class hasn't ever painted before, and she's making us do our first thing on a hunk of wood and cloth that will probably make its way straight to the nearest landfill in two semesters' time or less.
-This is all sitting on top of the fact that my schedule remains terrifyingly unstable, and will do so until certain professors get back to me about certain graduation requirements. I would like to take an art class as a fifth class. There isn't a chance in hell I'm taking one as a seventh.
...yyyyyyeah. Probably not taking it. Now if I could just sit down for three hours a week and paint on my own. =(
- It's in oils. EW. Yick, yick, yick. Aside from that being yet another shitload of expensive materials (and I'm trying to cut DOWN on volume of stuff, here,) oils are smelly. They get in everything and everywhere and I don't care how odorless your turpenoid is, it will still give you brain damage. They take forever to dry and the palate is a pain in the ass to scrape clean. I like my art small, portable, and relatively transient in this world – it's really unpleasant to think I could do something that would then LAST for decades. Oils have to stay in one place and dry, and then they'll be around forever. Bleah.
-I have all the materials I could possibly want for small-scale acrylics and watercolors except canvas board and maybe an easel, and the price of a small easel would not run me anywhere NEAR the cost of thirteen tubes of new paint alone. Hell, I could probably MAKE an easel for my little canvas pads, cobble it together with cardboard and duct tape if I were so inclined.
Meanwhile we're supposed to buy paints, brushes, canvas boards, canvases, raw canvas with stretcher bars, AND all the materials to oil-prime a canvas because this teacher is really gung-ho on doing at least one traditionally prepped canvas. I can't help but think the effort is probably wasted on an intro painting class, but nobody asked me. And she made it clear she wasn't sparing us any expense when she told us to use a full-sized prestretched canvas for our first assignment. Most of this class hasn't ever painted before, and she's making us do our first thing on a hunk of wood and cloth that will probably make its way straight to the nearest landfill in two semesters' time or less.
-This is all sitting on top of the fact that my schedule remains terrifyingly unstable, and will do so until certain professors get back to me about certain graduation requirements. I would like to take an art class as a fifth class. There isn't a chance in hell I'm taking one as a seventh.
...yyyyyyeah. Probably not taking it. Now if I could just sit down for three hours a week and paint on my own. =(
