There were less than 40 minutes until closing when I arrived at the museum, so I picked an object suitable for quick sketch.
I did not notice that the sculpture indeed has only one year until finishing the drawing and looking at the artifact title.
I plan to come back and draw from a view that show both sides of the face.
Both took me about 1 hour before stopping for various reasons (museum closing, dinner time).
Daichi suggested me to spend more time and patience, as shown in his drawings
A colleague recently told me that he felt like being an imposter in our lab. I was surprised because in my view he has been very successful all around.
Many members of our research community feel likewise and need to shore up their facades. I guess we can all relax a bit once we realize everyone else is just like us.
Or you can be like me, too insensitive or self-absorbing to really care what others think about us. (I still pretend I do, mostly to fit in.)
🙂
Sighting people is a fascinating activity on public transports.
Below is my usual procedure.
Pick a subject that seems interesting and remains relatively stationary.
The subjects may move, but often come back to the original positions or cycle through a small set of configurations while sitting on a train.
Sketch as efficiently as possible without worrying about correctness.
Avoid direct eye contacts with the subjects.
This guy asked me what the train number is, and I said 193.
Sketch from memory of a toddler, whose face was partially blocked by his grandmother.
A sad-looking woman sitting with her dog looks fascinating, but the BART was too crowded for me to draw anything.
So I drew this lady with head scarf within a few seconds.
This double-chinned girl smiled brightly while typing on her cell phone, but turned back to her laptop with a grim expression.
There were about 2 hours between my meetings in the Moscone center.
I headed to SFMOMA only to realize it closes on Weds. Fortunately, the nearby St. Patrick’s church was open, so I went in and spent about 80 minutes drawing from a sculpture.
The church was very quiet and peaceful; downtrodden people napped on the benches, tourists wandered around, and church staff cleaned the floor.
Nobody really cared what I was doing.
A girl dropped by asking me if I was drawing St. Catherine. I told her that I don’t know.
Instead of the current medical technology which looks like ad-hoc hack, I look forward to the day when we could program ourselves (e.g., at a molecular or genetic level) as we could with artificial entities, so that we can adapt to any environments and resist all diseases, including aging and death.
Maybe eventually we will still die, but we can at least watch the collapse of the universe.
PS: Reincarnation is probably the best form of immortality.
I just waited for the dog to fall sleep and remain quasi-stationary for a bit while.
I abandoned a few attempts before finally finishing this one.
I spotted this hat-wearer on the lower deck while sitting on the upper deck.
I spotted this little guy outside my window during a computer-reminded eye break. It gave me a few seconds before flying away.
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