When Van Gogh was a young man in his early twenties, he was in London studying to be a clergyman. He had no thought of being an artist at all. he sat in his cheap little room writing a letter to his younger brother in Holland, whom he loved very much. He looked out his window at a watery twilight, a thin lampost, a star, and he said in his letter something like this: “it is so beautiful I must show you how it looks.” And then on his cheap ruled note paper, he made the most beautiful, tender, little drawing of it.
When I read this letter of Van Gogh’s it comforted me very much and seemed to throw a clear light on the whole road of Art. Before, I thought that to produce a work of painting or literature, you scowled and thought long and ponderously and weighed everything solemnly and learned everything that all artists had ever done aforetime, and what their influences and schools were, and you were extremely careful about *design* and *balance* and getting *interesting planes* into your painting, and avoided, with the most astringent severity, showing the faintest *acedemical* tendency, and were strictly modern. And so on and so on.
But the moment I read Van Gogh’s letter I knew what art was, and the creative impulse. It is a feeling of love and enthusiasm for something, and in a direct, simple, passionate and true way, you try to show this beauty in things to others, by drawing it.
And Van Gogh’s little drawing on the cheap note paper was a work of art because he loved the sky and the frail lamppost against it so seriously that he made the drawing with the most exquisite conscientiousness and care.
Brenda Ueland, If You Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spirit
Jupiter’s great red spot. A hurricane three times the size of our whole planet that’s been raging for centuries.
I saw this and thought, “Wow, that is a super dramatic close up of a cinnamon bun. Looks delicious!”
and then I saw it was actually Jupiter
stay delicious, Jupiter
"Alright, let’s make an agreement.
A. We’ll make an early start tomorrow morning and try to enjoy each other’s company in this beautiful place.
B. We’ll stop feeling sorry for ourselves, it’s not very attractive.
C. We’ll make our plans for the future.”
I kept thinking of this quote.
Painting practice of a stock photo from the SO’s computer. Some design choices were made. As always, tumblr destroys the colors, but what can you do? I ain’t mad
I’m at peace with Studio Ghibli not producing films any more.
The Wind Rises still has me thinking. So many of the Ghibli films hold very special places in my heart. I’m glad that I had the opportunity to see them and I’m glad that I will carry those experiences with me.
"The cure for anything is salt water - tears, sweat, or the sea."
Isak Dinesen, Seven Gothic Tales (via sad-plath
I wanted to write a thing, but I won’t
*edit: I’m not sure why tumblr made the image blurry but click the image for a better…image.
In case you were wondering about the progress of our project….
me n sasha puttin our noggins together and makin a thing! it will be wonderful you will love it
we are making a thing! guys!
Some visual development for my story. I’m taking Intro to Story with Louie Del Carmen at Concept Design Academy. It’s a great class!!
The Story: 1900s Nepalese hunter has to confront an unexpected challenge. It’s about failure, life and the random things that happen to us and make us lose confidence in ourselves, and having to continue on because that’s all we can do.
It was a great excuse to draw tigers! When I was a kid I just wanted to BE a tiger. Now that I am older, nothing has changed.
Remember when everyone on tumblr was doing the whole mythsona thing a million years ago? No? Oh…ok well
Japan has a lot of ghosts/yokai but some of them can hardly be considered scary, maybe just annoying. One of my favorites is the 'pile of skulls' ghost that randomly appears in people’s yards. Why?? Who thought of that??
I decided a Tanuki was a better myth to embody! They bring good luck, have huge balls, and their faces make me laugh.