
I forgot to upload this to the blog.
a collection of work by 1st and 2nd semester sophomores
A common spiritual metaphor describes each individual as a drop of water within the Ocean of God. The ocean is warm, embracing, vitalizing, made of pure love. You immediately recognize these boundless waters as your true home.
The scanner did some funky things to this image. The negative space has more shadow and smoke from the female's cigarette.Even so, it still is pretty empty . Also, seeing the sketch on screen instead of on paper really changes how I perceive it. And in a bad way. I know for the next skecth I'm going to play more with the composition as well as the female's expression. Seeing it on screen makes me realize it doesn't convey the story I'd like it to. And the hand. So many sketches of that hand and it still looks jank.