I’ve always enjoyed drawing people, for as long as I can remember. There’s always something in it that can be turned into the object of an art, be it a face, expression, stance or simply a shape in the tone of the skin or along the borders of the body. I think it’s because it’s relateable. We attribute our own emotions onto people in a way that you can’t to, say, a dog or a landscape. Even the the most blank and emotionally void of expressions can be interpreted as reflective or relaxed as long as the body is doing something to remotely suggest it, even if that something is just the state of its existence. I find drawing people from behind interesting for this reason – you can still put emotion or at least some kind of feeling into people without having to see their face; you can express personality just by the way someone sits and stands. I think this is why I find those ten foot tall, photo-realist, portraits of a head (which usually, if not always, have plain white or cream backgrounds with perhaps a dash of dull grey shadow on them to make things just a little more exciting) that seem to be all the rage at the moment so mind-numbingly, infuriatingly… boring – and I hate that word, especially when talking about art, but there really is nothing to them that I can see. You can’t feel the artist, they’re too busy burying themselves in painting the pores on the sitters’ nose and trying to win the competition for the most anal portrait of the year for twentieth time in a row, and the sitter might as well not be there for all the interest and emotional or intellectual stimulation it evokes, I wager the same reaction – if not better – could be drawn from a very detailed painting of some lichen on a brick wall.
Though enough with the ranting. The drawings I’ve posted were recording people’s movement over the period that they were being drawn – most noticeably in the arms, being the easiest things to redraw and retouch, along with the fact that the bodies barely moved and they did it was only by a fraction that would still work with the image that existed. It was quite difficult to an extent. I prefer picking people to draw for one pose that I find particularly interesting or attractive and because they’re doing something that requires them to stay still for long periods of time or in the cases where movement is necessary, they return to their original position eventually, like reading a book or working on a computer. The in-class drawings were particularly hard, the people you drew moved based on the movements of the people they themselves were drawing or were moving at a constant and when they’d give up and move away was wholly unpredictable, leaving quite a few unfinished drawings at the end of things. At home it was a lot easier. My friends are quiet, computer using people and could sit still for a month if they were given the opportunity so the extent of drawable movement there was most in the hands.