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I feel very hesitant to call this my "finished piece" but I think that this is as finished as it is going to get unless I change some tiny details later.

I noticed that we had to upload a self-evaluation form, but I couldn't find the form, so I will just evaluate myself here. I think some more planning with the letters and horizon would have been better, and I had a hard time making the street lines cohesive with the rest of the picture (the yellow does look more visible in person). The color scheme was rough at first, but I think the sunset in the back ties everything together. I had the most fun painting the skeleton, and I think your suggestion to color it using an acrylic wash was really great. Sunsets aren't my forte, but I think my decision to make it a stylized textured sort of deal balances that out. Still, my watercolor techniques are definitely cruder than they could have been, especially given that the tunnel book looked far more polished in terms of painting. In artistic quality and creativity, I would probably place it above my colored pencil mandala and below my tunnel book.

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Harder than I expected to hide the trees. Not sure if I should put some light grey watercolor wash in the negative space underneath the cat's tail and head to extend the trees all the way across or if I should keep it yellow to preserve the silhouette...

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This actually might work way better....

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To the words thing?? On the fence still

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Do you think this needs words?? I was going to put a tagline but I am a little attached to this sunset I am making now. But I also don't know if the message is apparent with the images alone given that it's such a niche issue, it feels like it could just as equally be a Halloween bit. What do you think? (Also, we're meeting in the art room in the Unistructure at 2 tomorrow right?)

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Dead cat? Cat in danger? Trying to strike a balance

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And some other stuff too

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Made a compromise by cutting halos around then but painting them to match the background so they arent white...I may cut them a little more closely bfore I put the book together but I realize I'm playing a very risky game with all the thinner pieces so I will still probably not go TOO close

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OK so essentially I am stupid and thought the due date was NEXT week instead of this week. I'm going to try to finish my paintings before class, but for now, here are the sketches I made while trying to finagle the designs of my bees.

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Probably would not write "circus" on his teeth if i put this into practice but i would probably put a circus sign somewhere in there

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A sapling grows under the morning sun

Humanity has just begun

But all beginnings must come undone

The smell of death marks the rotting fern

Warhorses shriek as the sunset burns

And to the earth we all return.

But from the rubble in its wake

A sprout appears as new dawn breaks...

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OK this looks a little better but i'm still not happy with it so i'm not submitting it for realsies I think I gotta sleep on this. Those outer white ovals look sooo ugly I gotta figure out what to do with that

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I gotta clean this up still but it's coming along

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Part of my problem is definitely that i am treating these colored pencils like acrylics whej they're not acrylics they're colored pencils.....I mean it literally says it right in the name, "colored pencils"......I have to remain vigilant

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Its Happening

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I am so afraid 2 color this in.

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I had to start this over because i couldnt get the colored pencils right and i thought i was an idiot that didnt know how to draw and then like an hour later i realized that i was dojng it on the wrong side of the paper. So i was actually just an idiot. Now here we are

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I am so petrified of spontaneity that i had to plan my colors in photoshop. Still not sure what to do with those clocks though

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This is not anything but they are here for thoroghness's sake

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Welcome to the body of the mind. Watch your step - everything's still alive here.

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If you'll look up ahead you'll see the brainworms: nasty, rotting, lovely little things. Some worms are sweet, some are sour, and they're all born here.  Perhaps if you planted one it'd grow into something beautiful.

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Most brainworms, though, fall directly into the pit of the chest.  A ravenous beast fed by a constant supply of the stuff.  Its mood depends on the quality of the worms it's fed: nutritious, polite little worms keep it calm and happy, but feed it some vile ones and you'll see something truly monstrous.

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The stairs of the mind are dark and winding, but there is always some small part of us trying to scale them. I wonder where they might lead.

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Watch out for falling clocks!  Pay no mind to the gentlegerms behind the mirror, they're simply undergoing an Eye-dentity crisis after seeing a reflection more real than themselves.

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To your right, you'll see a little dancing guy. That's Geoff.

Moving on, we're heading into the ooey gooey bowels of the mind.  And what's more ooey gooey than a milkshake for two?  Two tapeworms, that is, but don't recoil - these two lovebugs only want each other.  They say love is a give-and-take, but these disgusting parasites seem perfectly happy mooching off each other. What do you think?

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Finally, we've reached the end of this tour, and the end of our day - this little baby mite has decided to skip all the nonsense and just wants to go to bed. And really, who can blame her for going back to sleep in this body of the mind? Good-night, little mite!

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Pretend that their heads are all facingh the right direction i messed up

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This is the stamp i used for the gross texture on my piece. I had 2 more but they were all failed and are now gunked up with paint (and also i lost one) so you will have to take my word sorry but this is the only one that made the cut. Yay stamp pads 😀

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Was painting in my garage and got paid a visit by my greatest artistic inspiration (bug)

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The bug helped

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(w/ notes)

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Sometimes, the overwhelming pressures and stresses of life will chew you up and spit you out.  This is a piece lovingly dedicated to the "chewing" part.  You are a gnarled and battered collection of wiry lines in the center of a dental abyss, and this is your Hell.  Jagged lines surrounded by abstracted incisors provide stark contrast and sharp shapes that create a harsh and unforgiving atmosphere and whose points direct the viewer's attention to this focal point.  Even beyond these heavy zigzags, the piece is scant in curves.  Every line and shape is sharply angular; there is no softness here.  The focal point is also emphasized by the way in which the teeth are arranged in alternating rows, such that the edges of their blades suggest a square "spiral" that leads the eye around the piece and into the minimized center.  Fine hatching is applied on the teeth to varying degree, both to provide texture and value that lend to a sense of depth; rows of teeth closer to the center boast more detail and shading, thus making them seem farther away and suggesting a deep "tunnel" that adds to the perceived scale and desolation of the abyss, a seemingly inescapable torment.  And really, who among us hasn't felt that way on a Monday morning?