I just finished one of the biggest if not THE biggest art event of career thus far. I did a bunch of Constructivist style propaganda posters for really really bull shit things like Team Rocket from Pokemon and the World Government from One Piece. It was a collaborative show with other fellow graduates from this semester. I realized going through the show tonight that the process of art is so different.
One of my fellow graduates commented on my initial idea for my show which was to do a big show on light and color theory. It was going so far as to dive deep into the world of physics and use formulas and theories within my show. She told me how she went through almost 4 full projects in 3 or 4 days but didn't like them. She said she didn't enjoy them because she didn't feel like she put herself into the pieces she'd made. By this point I was really burnt out on research for my physics stuff and I just did not enjoy what I was doing. This, mind you, was an exhibit that I could literally put anything into. I could've made twelve liquor bottles and had them on display, and it would've been fine by my university. I realized that I wasn't putting myself into these designs.
I was dicking around and made some really goofy Star Wars posters one afternoon when my lady friend was at work and no one was around to hang with. So then that spawned me into wanting to do a bunch of other goofy posters that weren't straight forward. This was great during the show itself to see people walk in and actually take a second to look at it rather than just glance in passing. I realized that my process was different than theirs. My colleague works great with grid layouts and typography and she showed that in her work, but left it just at an art side. The other design major featured in our show did some really nice ad posters for guitar strings and some calendars she'd made for one of our classes. She showed more of her own personal style to it, but she didn't throw in her own interests per say.
That was when I realized that I made my show all about me. It was my grids, my type, my interests. I took religion and flipped it on its head with a Caesar promoting propaganda poster that's probably very offensive to some people. I made a Joker poster, a One Piece poster, Team Rocket, Zombies, Star Wars, the Caesar poster and one dedicated to my ridiculously pretty lady friend. I used decent typography, more or less soviet colors, threw in a JFK assassination reference on the zombie poster and just had fun with it. I slept 15 hours last week total but I didn't mind because I had fun with it all.
I realized that my grid layout, my type, color, shapes all fit an era, my interests, and still let me dick around as much as I could. My process was just different than theirs. I could go into how I drew up sketches in a notebook then made mock ups on tracing paper, but I guess the real difference was that even my silly nature was conveyed in my work.
I'm just not cut out to design brochures for BB&T.
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