My Healthy Passtime

I am a Scupley freak. I'm happy to have something somewhat useful to do with my knick knacks like potpourri pieces and shells with which I can't seem to part. I didn't use anything special in the peasant lady (top left) but I was pretty pleased with what I did in her layers of clothes as far as pattern and even that little cleavage moment. I'm sorry the photos are so horribly blurry. There is no such thing as a focus function on my cell phone's camera (or if there is one I have no idea how to work it).

Receipt Paper Robots

I used to make these things constantly while working as a cashier. I probably gave away a hundred or so receipt paper robots to students, faculty and facilities workers alike. Above is obviously about recessive genes while the one below I made for "Ferrari" as a little anytime love note.

HA!!

Thrusting Into Thursday

Coloring Book?

Well, their bodies are quite thin and they don't wear pants so probably not. No coloring book here.

Not a Particularly Thirsty Thursday

I don't think I have to actually make a note each time I post a doodle that these are doodles. I believe it kind of goes without saying. Finished pieces are finished and doodles are doodles. Studies are studies and photos are photos. Bear with me because I'm teaching myself Blogging 101 and it's truly the blind leading the blind. These are doodles. They are extra doodly bc i doodled them in a moving car.

I'd like to start doing some Of-The-Days on here. In fact, one of the semesters when I was a Teacher's Assistant @ Hartford Art School, I used to do Of-The-Days with my awesome students. We had a list of about 30 topics and in between coats of paint, or lessons in color theory or annecdotes from Jeremiah Patterson and myself, we would decide things like "the -ation word of the day, the sandwich of the day, and the mythological creature of the day". All of which was a great tool to get to know the students a little better and to get them interacting with one another without stuffy college classroom pretext. I still remember the fervor with which certain students would volunteer the torture method of the day, or the viral youtube video of the day. This could be a lot of fun and a way to make my blog a little more interesting (?)

Other things to which you can look forward include My 5 point plan to beating your bad habit, Things I love about Ann Coulter, and the awesome ways in which my peers and I will help the world become a better place.

I'm also experimenting with sign-off lines until I find one that suits me.

Love yourselves and each other,

Nina Beans

Can't Stop, Won't Stop

More doodles banged out while in a moving vehicle. I must say, they don't look anything like I would have expected, but they are all fun and more consistent than most of my other stuff! Does she have some pants in those shopping bags? Perhaps a skirt or even a dress?

No Pants, No Problem

Today's doodle features a lil' guy I created using a pen, a journal and intertia. I did some doodling while my mom drove me place to place. I like the lil' guys I've invented. They don't wear pants.

Stuff From My Big TO-DO List

Anyone who knows me knows I like to experiment, to learn and to try new things. I like to push the envelope, I like to create side projects, and interesting messes. There's nothing more calming to me than walking in on a big, minimally organized, pile of stuff. Likewise I find few things as menacing as pristine corners, and precision-straightened desks and shelves. More on where I get this possible neurosis in the next installment of "Redundant Autobiographical Stuff About Me" coming to an amateur blog near you.

 

So I like  to think I could tackle most anything. Being what's called "Right-Brained" I am grouped in with all extra- creative, -emotional, -sensitive, and -romantic people. Included in my list of things I know I'd like is custom paint jobs for cars and bikes and planes and such. I'll custom paint your kids' little wagons if you pay me (and I'll accept payment in the form of food. We can barter, especially if you're a chef.)

What else? Let's see, I was recently intrigued by the idea of hosting a zine exchange or at the very least participating in one. Just another rock in a mountain of inspiration I get from my fellow Hartford Art School alumni.

I'd love to splurge on a video camera and tape my life. Vain, I know but it's pretty interesting. My interactions with Ferrari, heated debates and whatnot. Plus, I've been begging Mr. Bucci do a podcast show with me for years now. YEARS, Mr. Bucci! We are behind, sir! We'd have all sorts of segments regarding everything from crafts and  home goods to party planning to same-sex politics to just plain old snarky banter and jokes. The downside of being on tape 24/7 would be me having to buy new clothes. My day-to-day alonetime apparel is neither family-friendly nor diverse enough for viewers to be able to tell one day from another.

 

  Something on my big TO DO list which is actually being tackled is this Sketch-A-Day side project I'm playing with to keep my right brain from atrophy. Thus far the sketches aren't completely out of my realm. I have sexy ladies, Bad Bad Naughties, and grotesque little creatures. I believe my tendency to make females extremely beautiful and males extremely not in influenced by my obsession with the art of James Christensen. Now if I could only obtain his skills with rendering printed fabric and architecture, I'd be a happier little sketchbloggist. (What's up with these new internet-driven vocab words? Are we in the future or what? I've noticed people using hyper- as a prefix more than ever, too. That's hyper-futuristic if you ask me. Notice the little things, people, to get over the whole "everyone wearing silver and driving floating cars" things. Those indicators of living in the future are just not logical, and in the future, that's just what we don't want!)

I suppose another installment of Stuff From My Big TO-DO List is warranted. I don't like to spend more than a few minutes per post or I start to feel like my computer is zapping my will to live. It is my every hope that the next installment will have more things I'm actually accomplishing. Here's hoping I learn some new skills or at least weed my vegetable garden!

(Pictured: A crappy cell phone pic of a path at University of Hartford, my alma mater) 

Finally

At long last I got to do a little drawing from life. Ladies and gentlemen, my muse. For privacy purposes we will call her Ferrari. Pictured here in Prismacolor colored pencils and white charcoal on cheap, crumby old construction paper. Admittedly, I know it does her no justice.

Making up for Missed Doodles

Gucci Bandana

This morning I was introduced to the latest song and dance craze from Souljaboy: Gucci Bandana. Still an amateur bloggist, I know not how to activate links and stuff. I feel it is worth your time to copy and paste this link and check it out for yourself. Anyone interested in a discussion regarding this song, video and whatever else, I would gladly oblige.

"I build a house you cant afford, it's stupid big it got an ocean view, it's way up there, I look down on you."

http://www.prefixmag.com/media/soulja-boy/gucci-bandana-official-video/28250



pictured: yesterday's sketch of the day, 3 sculpey heads

Untitled

Sketch of the Day. Can't say it's finished, but I can say I'm leaving it for the time being, until I make good decisions regarding color. The lady in the hat has a luxurious fur, and I think that's the first time I've ever drawn such a thing. I wonder who has been influencing these snotty, classy ladies. (:-D!)
  

Hookah Harem Hooligan Hootenanny

This is a really crappy cell phone pic of one of my favorite pieces I've ever made, Hookah Harem. 

Not much to say about it other than it's got all my faves: sexy, scratchboard, sexy, striptease, and smoking!

A Sketch A Gay Keeps the Proctor's Tupee

So I dunno, I mentioned in the last post how I miss watercolor so I made a little self-portrait sketch. We can all thank Jenna and her Sketch Book Society for my decision to stray from my usual lined looseleaf paper and practice on some Arches watercolor block paper. As always, I'm open to feedback.

Defaced & Refaced

Dennis Nolan, one of my favorite people on Earth happened to be a professor of mine at Hartford Art School, where I received my BFA in Illustration. Shown here is a small detail of a watercolor interperetation of an oil painting by one of my all-time favorite painters, John Singer Sarjent(sp?) where the little girls have had their heads replaced by different fish of the deep. They are barracuda, pirana and some sort of creepy anglerfish. I miss getting assignments. I miss breaking the rules. Self-initiated assignments aren't as fun because I don't have anything or anyone to defy! That really doesn't sound like me as far as personality, but when it comes to painting, I've always colored outside the lines. Now, I leave you to recover from that painful cliche and reflect on whatever it was you were doing before you read this.

Redundant Autobiographical Stuff About Me Pt. 1

     Yup, I shaved my head once when I was young. I didn't do it to make a statement, or to start a movement, or to cry for help. I wanted to see what kind of head I had under there. It felt lumpy under my fingertips when I would wash or style it, but it turned out I had a head shape over which people went nuts.

I'd prepared myself for every reaction except the two I received. I told myself to anticipate hateful laughter, disgust, mistrust and gay lust. So blah blah blah I went to the mall and it was like I'd gone undercover. People looked right through me! Those who didn't ignore me were my friends who, for the most part, were delighted and intrigued. I have plenty of anecdotes from when I was bald, but I'm going to do something productive while I have daylight, and hopefully post something I've created. Without comments, it's hard for me to tell what's worth recording and what's worth reading and so forth.

(If you care, pictured above: Jen Gaewsky holds the clipperss, and I think Crissie A. and Anni N. watch, arms folded as I don't know quite how to feel about becoming a walking GI Jane, Sinead O'Connor, Britney Spears punchline)

I'd also like to add that yesterday I had an "us day" with Mr. Bucci and he had taken out a giant book of work from my favorite artist, James Christensen. I have a renewed love and appreciation for them both.

The Bad, The Bad, and the Naughty

The Origin of Bad Bad Naughty World

"Where do they live and how can I get there?" is what I'm asked when I describe the overly, usually unnecessarily, sexual beings straddling elephants and countertops, bending and twisting to grasp this or that. Are they a new and novel invention? No. Do I want to be hailed as the courageous inventor of sexy lady drawings? No. The simple fact is they are boiling over in my head and I just have to get them out one way or another. I have big ideas which rarely come to fruition when it comes to the Bad Bad Naughty Girls, and it is my every hope that this new vessel of my creativity called a blog will motivate me in that area.

I'd also like to send my love to Bucci for being classy, and also to Jenna Zona who will soon have Bad Bad Naughties in her life (on her Sketchy People Society blog)

Kisses

So This Is What We're Doing Now?

Let's get started!

Why read this crap?

In my years of living I've seen a lot of stuff go down. I like to write and observe, but more importantly I am more interesting than a lot of the junk on the web. I'm blogging to see if it is something with which I can keep up. If not, I'll have pictures for you to view, and who doesn't like pictures?

I'm going to take it slow so I don't get too ambitious with what I'm covering as far as observation, self-investigating, reporting, and whatnot. Real Slow.