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i had some fun in art school. i excelled in high school art class, the only class i didnt sleep in.
took a few classes at a tiny art school, then took a semester of graphic design, then took a year of fine art, then took a year of animation school.
fine art school was the worst one. the tiny art school was better cuz it cost less than fine arts at concordi university (but i lived on student loans for 4 years.)
good things abotu art school.
you have people bugging you create, giving feed back on yer work, encoraging you to try different styles. and you get to hang out with other arty kids and jam together.
stupid things about art school
everything you need to know about drawing is simple.
perspective,proportions,color theory,texture, composition. all that is allready explained on google. art school is fun to be encouraged to try things like
-do a gesture study, just sketch in the figure with bold dashes of squiggles, draw like a 1920s french poster artist, now try impessionism, now try pointilism, now try cubism perspectives, draw from memory, draw from observation, try out your image as an etching,...
actually, I'm an art school hater but i'm getting a little nostalgic...
short storey is that NOBUDDY EVER TEACHES YOU HOW TO DRAW ANY BETTER. what does happen in art school is that they give you materials and introduce you in depth to all kinds of artists.
its all stuff you could figure out for yourself with a little research and a million hours of practice.
the decision to go to art school should be rephrased as:
would i benefit from being in a very artsy clubhouse ?? how much would i pay for that ??
getting a cool art teacher is way more rare. my only good art teacher ever was Vallerie from highschool.
my second faveourite teacher was a crazy bitch who was always giving me C grades and trying to kick me out of her class.
Eva, the bitch, taught Studio Foundations of Art. AKA art installation class.
we hated eachother but i loved her. she'd give out assignments like
"explore your roles with practicle crafts as they are relevant to the home as a symbolic assembly of artifacts mapping memory"
and then I'd hand in a a doll house with different sized tiny furniture that were really little picture books about fucking arround the house. (leaving cups everywhere, picking paint flakes)
I got a B- cuz she said my work was to "oriented toward my very meticulous fabrication of complex objects where she would prefer to see art that was more process oriented (its form being its own creation)
Thats how people talk after they've been teaching a class on how to be arty for over ten years. %10 of all art school graduates go on to talk like that as their job.