The RPJ Sketchbook :
I am challenging myself to build my daily creative practice by painting in my sketchbook for no more than 30 minutes a session, record the art making and posting it on instagram and tiktok.
I am posting the edited videos below.
Sketchbook Day 12 | 11.23.2021
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Sketchbook Day 12 | 11.23.2021
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Sketchbook Day 10 | 11.21.2021
I love plants. Plants do not grow to satisfy my ambitions nor care about my good intentions. My plants have been through it. At the beginning of the pandemic I was a happy plant mama with green growing on every available shelf. My air was highly oxygenated, and I was home, singing to them, tending to them. Now I’m down to 16 pots growing somewhere between struggle and thriving. My beautiful calathea gave up the ghost suddenly this morning. I’ll dig through the pot searching for life to propagate but my hopes aren’t all that high. My ZZ’s, peperomias, and philodendron are popping. I just need to keep them out of toddler’s reach. My snake plant was tall and erect a few months ago, now she bends low and sad, but verdant as ever. My monstera has made it through the trauma of moving. She’s lopsided and a bit haggard, but she pushes out new leaves weekly as if to say, “Sis”, you can’t kill me if you tried.
Sketchbook Day 9 | 11.20.2021
Wash day family. I love our people and our hair. It’s work, but it declares that we are African and I love that. On wash day my Mother always braided by hair straight back, no barrette, no ribbon, no bow-bow or adornment, just straight back 6 connect plaits. I thought it was so ugly and plain. I put up with it on edge of seat waiting 2 days for her to comb it out, opting for more feminine styling, ribbons and barrettes always matching my outfits. I’ve been fully locked for 16 years now. Comb free and I’m never going back. However, when caring for little girls, and hair related chaos arises, I always reach back for straight backs, no barrette, no adornment.
Sketchbook Day 8 | 11.19.2021
We study color, by first memorizing and painting rainbows, mixing primaries to make secondaries, by mixing primaries and secondaries to make tertiaries also known as intermediates. We flex the color wheel with placement accuracy, without the pressure of dividing pies into 12 equal sections. We think of complements, and contrast. We reclaim blacks, whites, browns, and grays as color, just cause I said so. We accept hues, experiment with tints, shades, and tones, and play with color possibilities, by exploring the work of Alma Thomas. We understand color, by playing with color. As my creative ancestor, she says that “The use of color in my paintings is of paramount importance to me. Through color I have sought to concentrate on beauty and happiness , rather than man’s inhumanity to man.”
Sketchbook Day 7 | 11.18.2021
People think pleasing God is all that God cares about, but any fool living in the world can see that God is always trying to please us back. Obedience is God’s love language. We be loving by painting together, creating together, God says paint this page purple, lay this design, thin line, now thick line, change from darker purple, to lighter, from lighter to deeper. Play with circle. Repeat, notice this here. Pause Listen continue at later time.
Sketchbook Day 6 | 11.17.2021
Sketchbook Day 5 | 11.16.2021
Sketchbook Day 4 | 11.14.2021
An essential aspect of creativity is the refusal to fear failure. Sometimes creativity requires you to suspend or ignore the idea of absolute right or wrong. The new is often found in the “happy accidents”. The magnificent found in mistakes. Sometimes I plan my work, other times I just start with an idea and explore where is goes. The creative journey requires constant decision making. We start by choosing peace or choosing violence. Choosing to relax or choosing to grow. We ebb and flow between both as our pieces form. Like neutral jing observing and waiting for the right moment to strike.
I'm in my classroom this time. Often my artmaking informs my teaching, and my teaching informs my art making. Just like art and life imitate each other in a mobius strip of call and response. Portaiture units are coming up. Most people learn to draw one eye at a time with hyperrealistic accuracy. Then they are crippled at the prospect of recreating a second. the trick is to draw both eyes together, small detail, by small detail,. Suspending expectation for one hundred percent symmetry. Close enough is enough
I'm wrestling with self-doubt. But I know if I stick with this thing and stay consistent, I will grow, just as with anything else if you are consistent you will grow.
I just couldn't seem to get excited about watercolor, pens, or markers. But acrylic? Acrylic is my favorite. The color is richer and it dries faster and it is oh so forgiving. I'm taking advantage of these thick pages and I am layering on my ideas. I'd planned on using a triadic color palette but for now I'm satisfied with my two women. Maybe their conversation will come at a later time
Sketchbook Day 3 | 11.13.2021
Sketchbook Day 2 | 11.12.2021
Drinking my water, minding my business, and laying color in my sketchbook. In grad school a classmate accused me of using color and pattern because of influence of Harlem Renaissance artists. No shade to the creative ancestors, but I use color because color is delicious. How dope is it that humans can encounter the world and engage with color in ways which many other animals cannot. We see red and our blood circulates faster through our systems, yellow evokes warmth and joy, blue calms us. Black is the Mother of Color. It grounds us like earthing and brings peace to our [over]stimulated minds. I am thankful for access to harnessed pigments trapped in tubes for my convenience .
I was a little sleepy when I started this one, so here we go. I am learning to make peace with rules. The long list of cans and can nots. I tell myself about what I share, and what I keep private. What I explore and what I ignore. Animals are a huge part of my teaching practice, but ignored in my studio.Like they are welcome in the world but shouldn't actually be part of my own. My heart was on bright toucans, and for peace they have made it to my sketchbook.
Sketchbook Day 1 | 11.11.2021
I have ambitions of building a daily creative practice. I've started so many times, I've stopped so many times. The desire to create is one of the deepest yearnings of the human soul. Creating is our way of saying: I am alive, I am here.
Sketchbooks are dope, because their nature is for experimentation and expression. It is for building, not polishing. Process not perfection. Here's to many creative days ahead.