He who would represent the human form with fidelity to nature -- with a dexterity striving to match that of the world itself -- must rehearse the depiction of the body endlessly, learning it as one learns an alphabet teeming with letters.
On the occasion of my friend Micki Pellerano's solo show at American Medium in Brooklyn, I spoke to him about the things that matter to him: drawing, growing down, experiencing pain, pop music and of course love.
The 114th Annual Student Exhibition at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts (PAFA) kicks off Friday night. For weeks, 85 graduate and undergraduate students have been feverishly finishing and framing nearly 1,000 artworks in their studios.
With all the pushback these days against standardized testing, and with so much talk about how kids from different backgrounds learn differently, you'd think we'd have a country sprinkled with schools that dedicate themselves to injecting the arts into education.
Pricing art is always tricky, especially for new artists who don't have a track record. Once you have had the chance to sell your work in a number of contrasting venues, you'll develop a stronger awareness of what's appropriate.
Amy Adler's latest project, "Location," which is currently on view at ACME in Los Angeles, includes large scale oil pastel drawings created from photographs she took while scouting for a film, that may or may not ever be made.
"Nicholas, did you do this?" I exclaimed. He smiled and nodded. "It's fantastic! I love it. This part looks like the Empire State Building," I said, perhaps a little too eagerly. He peered at it closely, then shrugged. "Maybe."
I love taking classes. I love learning. Since graduating college, I've signed up for courses all over LA, from UCLA Extension's writing seminars (they're great!) to improv workshops at The Groundlings (good too!). And I won't even get into all the acting classes I have experienced.