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Drawing 101 I wonder if I hung onto that self-portrait from my first college art class peering into a mirror contour line in pencil student grade sketch bond. Dave Barr would have to be what in his seventies by now? my first acquaintance with a practicing artist one with a studio and ideas that woke him up early. The twist I recall was to render one’s face forty years on warts and all as they say. As if by magic I’ve arrived suddenly at my destination one I predicted using only line to map sagging jowls, face etched and a nose grown to epic proportion. At least that’s how I remember it a masterpiece of draftsmanship that captured the soul of its subject, a man rendered in short hand, gaze bewildered when I was going for bemused detachment.
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Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 8:15 AM UTC
Drawing 101
Drawing 101 I wonder if I hung onto that self-portrait from my first college art class peering into a mirror contour line in pencil student grade sketch bond. Dave Barr would have to be what in his seventies by now? my first acquaintance with a practicing artist one with a studio and ideas that woke him up early. The twist I recall was to render one’s face forty years on warts and all as they say. As if by magic I’ve arrived suddenly at my destination one I predicted using only line to map sagging jowls, face etched and a nose grown to epic proportion. At least that’s how I remember it a masterpiece of draftsmanship that captured the soul of its subject, a man rendered in short hand, gaze bewildered when I was going for bemused detachment.
dave-hardin
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Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 8:15 AM UTC
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