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Regarding Art School

Posted by Luther D. Powell on November 29, 2012

Last night, I got asked a pretty blunt question, one which I’d expect to have been asked by now, but never took the time to come up with a good answer for. Until now. A friend asked me, “Why did you choose to go to school for art?”

Now, I could answer by saying, I like drawing, and wanted to become better at it and find a career in it. However, I know a handful of people who are fantastic artists who either didn’t stay in school for art, or never went in the first place. I don’t NEED art school to get better; just motivation and the will to learn more about my practice. It wasn’t until today that I really thought up good reasons for going to school for art.

I’ll admit, when people ask what I’m studying, and I tell them “fine arts,” I’ve grown accustomed to the looks of pity people give me. Probably thinking, “You’ll never find a job in that in Ohio, or anywhere else, ever,” which I can understand. I’ll have people tell me they admire my artistic talent, but I can tell what they’re thinking. Or rather, some people vocalize what they’re thinking. It’s generally accepted that artists have to really know their stuff to get anywhere in life (which is why I’m also a writer, ‘cause that’s one of those ambitious occupations people seek too, yes?), and I’m not offended by the notion. It makes sense. One doesn’t just draw pictures and sell them to people, although that’s what I’ve started with as an art career, so to speak. You have to develop your own style, figure out who wants to see it, what you could use it for or who else could use it, all that stuff that goes into making a business of any sort.

All that to say, I definitely understand why people might look down on an arts degree, or why any art students change their majors and/or drop out. Making a living off art is tough, hence why I’m also in food service and, again, writing novels. So, thinking on all the cons of being an art student, finding a specific, logical reason as to why I chose it is actually kind of hard.

But here’s what I’ve come up with, so hear me out.

Art school isn’t just about painting pretty pictures, or learning how to paint pretty pictures. It’s not all about methods or style. And it sure as beans isn’t about picking an ‘easier’ degree to aim for just to make a name for yourself, because trust me, everyone I know who went into art school expecting it to be easy was thoroughly disappointed.

The things I’ve learned as an art student, people don’t just pick up on in whatever daily life routines. When I tell people some of the things I do or think on, they look at me like I’m an alien, because people just don’t do those things. For example, being an art student has turned me into an all-out detail-nut. I pick up on things about people that they don’t even notice about themselves. Facial features, smells, mannerisms, BONE STRUCTURES. I remember my friends by all kinds of little things that I’ve begun to look for in reality the way I would look for details in a piece of artwork to find meaning or message.

Oddly enough, being an art student has given me a passion for learning about a lot of stuff that I went to art school assuming I could avoid. Science, philosophy, history, there are a handful of subjects I didn’t expect to WANT to learn more about, not that I ever hated them. But now, after spending night after night conjuring images with paper and pencils, my brain grows restless, and I crave new information, about totally random stuff! As a writer, I research specific things in order to compose a seemingly-authentic story that people can relate with, but as an artist, I’m stuck with whatever my brain comes up with, and I NEED MORE.

One last great aspect of being an art student, at least, one for me personally, is that I can express my love for God and Bible stories in ways that have been around since people. God’s message used to be spread through art by nearly every well-known ‘master’ artist such as Michelangelo and Caravaggio (my personal favorite), and people don’t seem to think about that anymore so much as, “Wow, artists back then were crazy-ambitious.” I can change that, I can bring back God’s message through art, and I can do it my own way to reach out to all kinds of people. To non-Christian art students, the equivalent is simply, one can reach out to people with wonderful, meaningful messages that are just as useful in life as any doctor, policeman, scientist or construction worker. Don’t go to art school just so you can get better at drawing stuff, go to discover a message within yourself that needs to be spread!

I hope this is informative for anybody wanting to pursue an art career or become an art student, and that it encourages my art-student-friends. Although art school is a bit difficult, it’s worth it to learn all the non-art related things that sneak into your mind. Thanks for reading, cheers and God bless!

In Christ,

Luther D. Powell

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Day in the Life Of…

Posted by Luther D. Powell on November 15, 2012

It occurred to me in the middle of work this morning that I had to write a blog for today! Whoops! Sometimes, my entire week slurs together and I forget that certain days happen when I have to do things and stuff, it’s confusing. In the midst of my morning confusion, I decided I would just write about my day. ‘Cause I figured… I can do that.

I woke up around 10:30, fell asleep, and woke up again, probably several times. If you added up the collection of moments this happens during my life now, there would be like three whole years or so composed entirely of me struggling to decide when to wake up. I was officially up by 11.

Would have had time for breakfast, but I spent a full five minutes staring blankly at my computer screen, fighting the desire to post an interesting Facebook status update. I’m ashamed to admit, this happens on a fairly regular basis, mostly because part of me feels obligated, if I’m on Facebook, to post about what’s REALLY on my mind, considering, that’s the question in the little box when you first log in. It’s my duty to let my friends know how I’m doing, right? HAHA!

So I sit for a while, pondering, “What IS on my mind?” before concluding that most of the things on my mind would probably erase my ‘friend list’ in a heartbeat. No, seriously. I’m a horror author. If I just went around telling everybody what was going on in my head, people probably wouldn’t like me very much. I eventually decided not to post anything, then realized I no longer had time to throw together a peanutbutter sandwich.

I tossed on my work uniform: black, dress pants –check. Orange polo, still kind of stiff from the sweat of last shift –check. Nametag –check. Hat –check. You’ll note that I didn’t shower today; you’d think that, working in food service, being clean –REALLY clean, is crucial. At my campus food court, that’s not quite the case. Really, wearing a hat for 4+ hours, to me, just means nobody can tell that I haven’t washed my hair in a while. And bathing everything else? Well, that’s a little pointless when you wash dishes for hours and get food waste plastered all over yourself.

Brushed my teeth after getting dressed. Gathered what I needed for my drawing class which follows work. That took longer than expected, and with eight minutes before the start of my shift, I booked it to work. On a normal morning, my walk to work takes a solid ten minutes. My apartment isn’t far from the campus food court, so that’s nice. However, when I have to half-walk half-sprint in bursts to make sure I keep my record of punctuality, that’s not so nice.

My record of not-being-late has not been broken yet.

At work, I shuffled into an apron, clocked in, looked over the beverage coolers. They were already full, so I headed to the dish machine and started washing. Luckily, today, two other workers were sent to dish because there was nothing else for them to do. We tackled a rather intimidating pile of dishes in about an hour. I had earned myself a well-deserved lunch break.

For lunch, I ate a big ol’ stack of pierogies with an ice cold Coca-Cola (for those of you who don’t know, pierogies are Polish dumplings filled with  mashed potatoes and cheese. Basically Heaven in your mouth). I sat alone and  ate, watching customers pass me by, wondering what they would eat, smiling casually at those who looked over.

After break, I returned to the beverage coolers to find that a few slots had been emptied. That was my cue. I mounted my trusty steed –the stocking cart, and rolled into the stocking room, where all the bottled drinks are stored. With clipboard in hand, everything I needed written down, I started loading the cart full of drinks. I spent another forty minutes or so putting those drinks in the coolers.

The rest of work consisted of scraping old food gunk out of the inside of garbage cans. Not much to say about that.

Once work was over, I had a few minutes to browse Reddit.com, one of my favorite websites. It’s for posting pictures, funny stuff, news articles, basically anything. Scrolled through the ‘photography’ section, which just has a bunch of cool, inspiring pictures.

At 3:30, I headed to my drawing class. In which, I drew things. But not just any things. I drew my cat, because I did not feel like working on the project we were supposed to be working on. Call me a bad student, but I plan to do the next project in ink and water, and that’s not very easy to transport on foot. And, my instructor liked my cat drawing.

When I returned to my apartment after class, I entered a cloud of the sweetest-smelling aroma of grilled cheese and tomato soup. My roommate had a guest over and was cooking dinner with her, and offered to make me a sandwich. I took him up on that offer with glee. The sandwich –grilled cheese with chicken- was delicious.

By the time I had finished my sandwich, my roommate and his guest had already left to go do…stuff, I don’t know where they went. So, apartment’s empty. Know what that means?

DRUM MYSELF INTO A COMA TIME!!!

Which is exactly what I did. Drums. Then naptime. When I woke up, I typed this, and now I’m posting it. Later tonight, I’ll probably draw some more, catch up on my NaNo wordcount (I confess, I’m too embarrassed to post my wordcount here for all to see. It’s pathetic), and I might hang out with some friends if they show up like they normally do after the Campus Crusade for Christ (Cru) meeting. I used to go to those, but choose not to now, for reasons I might explain another day. My friends who go usually come over to the apartment afterwards. If they don’t, more drawing, more writing. Maybe some reading in there, we’ll see. Bedtime anywhere from 3 am to 7 am. No, I’m not kidding. My brain works best during those hours.

So, I hope you’ve enjoyed reading about my day. If I had anything else interesting to talk about, I would have posted about that, and not my day. So yes, I legitimately hope you got anything out of this. Cheers and God bless!

In Christ,

Luther D. Powell

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I Prefer Walking

Posted by Luther D. Powell on October 25, 2012

I once had a silly argument with an art professor of mine about my drawing method. He was trying to convince me that I worked too slowly, and put more time into my work than necessary by drawing everything freehand. He saw it more beneficial to use a projector to trace the outline of whatever reference photo I was using to draw from. At the time, I thought it was odd for an artist to do that, and it almost seemed like cheating to me. My professor used this analogy to better describe his argument: “You and I are heading in the same direction, only you’re walking and I’m driving.”

I understand what he meant, and it turns out using a projector is a common practice among realistic painters, at least around here. They make things easier on themselves by using a projector to trace their image onto the canvas or paper before trying to paint everything, just so it starts off proportioned right. However, I find it much more therapeutic to start simple, making basic shapes before drawing in layers and layers of detail. I learn much more that way, studying the human form or animals or trees or whatever it is I’m taking the time to draw.

Comparing this to walking, actual-foot-walking, kind of describes that way I choose to go about life in general. I don’t have my own car yet, and a shuttle bus drives all over my school neighborhood, so I wouldn’t use a car here in Bowling Green much anyway. While at school, I learn to appreciate walking for many reasons. I feel like driving makes trips monotonous. In my hometown, there’s not much you can look at while driving fifty miles an hour everywhere, but if you walk, that’s a different story. You pick up on things while walking, little things that mean a lot if you take the time to analyze them. For example, out of the many concrete slabs which make up the sidewalk leading from my apartment to campus, there is a single block that seems to be frequently used to spit out chewing gum. Why? I don’t know, but there’s gum stuck all over this one slab of concrete, and it will probably stay that way. How many people have spat gum there? Maybe the same person? What flavors of gum are all over the concrete?

Yeah, that’s a weird example, but you see what I mean? I learn so much from walking, from taking things slow, stopping and smelling the flowers and finding out which ones have thorns, watching the birds fly overhead and figuring out which cats are strays and which ones are people-friendly.

With all that in mind, take a moment to ask yourself this question: in your walk with God, are you really walking, or are you driving? Do you and Jesus stop and examine the gum on the sidewalk, or are you always saying, “Not this time, Jesus, I’m in a rush”?

I’ll be honest in saying that lately, I’ve found myself driving through my spiritual life instead of walking, which is why Lisa filled in for me last Thursday (thanks bunches once again, Lisa!). I’ve been busy just being busy, and not being busy with God, and I needed some time to “smell the flowers” in my Bible. It’s tough recovering from a mess of work and coming out to let Christ fill my life all over again. It’s like, the minute you stop walking and start driving, you’ll see God through your windshield like any other building or landmark you’re used to passing every day on your way to work. It’s better if God’s in the car with you, probably better yet if He’s driving, but walking with Him is just as productive even if it takes longer.

In Christ,

Luther D. Powell

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The Creative Process

Posted by Luther D. Powell on September 27, 2012

The past few weeks for me have been spent drawing. Drawing, and thinking of what to draw next. Oh, and getting paid to draw. And doing sketches for future drawings. And finding reference photos for –OKAY, so yeah, it should have been obvious what I could blog about for today, but it wasn’t until my Splickety-writer-buddy Avily Jerome suggested the topic that I decided to blog about this. (Thanks bunches, Avily!)

So, how do I come up with stuff to draw, and what’s the creative process behind everything? I’ll explain how I go about it step by step!

Step 1: Inspiration. I get inspired by lots of things. Sometimes, this step is cancelled out by the motive behind the drawing. If it’s for class, I may or may not have limitations on what I’m doing. If it’s a commission piece, there will definitely be limitations, thus less ‘real’ inspiration. For commissions, I’m often asked to draw very specific things. Other than that, I have to say, “From whence was my urge to draw such things?” and go from there. Life experiences? Bible stories? Pop culture (books, movies, etc.)? Inspiration branches into a number of other sub-steps of making artwork; deciding on the intended audience/viewers, message behind the image, tone of the image, all that good stuff, but I don’t need to delve too much into those details. General idea, once I’m inspired by something, then I can figure out where to get my references.

Step 2: References. Oddly enough, finding references for my art has recently become one of the most difficult steps in my creative process (and not just because I’ve been drawing a lotta werewolves lately, ‘cause Lord knows those aren’t easy to come by). Just like citing sources when writing an essay, picking out the right reference material for drawings is obnoxious. For me, finding references varies from asking friends to pose and let me take photos of them to look at, to Googling a mess of stuff, to straight-up conjuring images out of nothing. The more fun variation is taking pictures of friends. It’s an odd sort of bonding experience when I’m attempting to make small talk with someone and telling him/her to “move your arm a little more this way, yeah, that works, keep it like that.” Once photos are taken, I’ll sometimes edit them to heighten contrast, make them black and white, basically do things that will make it easier for me to draw them as I see the piece in my head.

Step 3: Sketches and composition. This step is sort of two steps in one, because I’ll usually do sketches of individual figures, then put them together in a composition with slightly more detail. The sketches vary widely  in detail, starting with simple geometric shapes then fleshing out the human form (or whatever it is I’m drawing) little by little, layer by layer. Sometimes I come up with 1-3 sketches and I know just what I want, sometimes it takes up to 10 or more sketches. After I’ve decided on my composition, where everything’s going on the paper, then I begin the final step.

Step 4: DRAW. This part is pretty self-explanatory. I start by mapping out where my figures and objects in the background and foreground will be, again, with simple shapes. The first lines are very, very light, because I always erase the most during the first layer of the drawing. Lay the first lines in too dark, and you either gotta work with what’s there or start over on another sheet of paper. Layer by layer, I add details, and most of the time, I’m a huge detail-nut. I don’t strive to make my pieces photo-realistic necessarily, but realistic enough that one can see the image come to life. In some cases, I let the ‘artist’s hand’ show through along the edges of paper. That means, sometimes you can see my pencil-marks on the paper directly, but most of the time, I blend everything together enough to give the image a more natural appearance. A lot of illustrators enjoy seeing the line work throughout a drawing, and I understand why. It’s a matter of aesthetics, and not everybody feels the same way about seeing the artist’s hand in his/her work. From simple shapes, to a contour form, to minimal shading to super-high-contrast-dark-shading, a drawing can take anywhere from a few hours to a few months for me to complete depending on size and detail.

That’s my creative process. Now, take all you just read and try to imagine God’s creative process. What were His references? According to Genesis 1:26, HIMSELF. At least when creating mankind. Aside from that, God literally made everything out of nothing. John 1:1 says, “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” Clearly God must have put inconceivable amounts of thought into the creation of all things, but all The Bible tells us is that He said, “I’m gonna make this,” and then it was. It’s a humbling consideration that I try to dwell on whenever I’m drawing something new. I must remember, “I couldn’t make this if God hadn’t made me first,” and because of that, I strive to make what I make for Him, not just for me. God is the ultimate writer and artist.

Here’s an example of a drawing I made using these steps pretty thoroughly. I’ll let you guess who the guy’s supposed to be.

In Christ,

Luther D. Powell

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God Knows You’re Working Hard

Posted by Luther D. Powell on September 20, 2012

I won’t complain, but I’ve been working pretty stinkin’ hard lately. These high-level art classes have been running me ragged. I mean, really I’ve been running myself ragged, but one does not simply make EASY artwork in advanced courses. I make work that I enjoy, but that doesn’t make it any easier.

The cool thing is, if you’re doing what you’re doing to glorify God and His Word, not just to earn yourself a grade or paycheck, God will always help you through it. I felt inspired to tell a story about this past week involving such a scenario.

I had the first critique in my highest level drawing course this past Monday, and I had planned to finish two large pieces for said crit. Now, I’ll confess that it is hilariously easy for me to procrastinate on these types of projects, but in truth, I DID NOT PROCRASTINATE this time. I started the drawings as early as possible. Took photographs for references within the first two weeks of class and began immediately. It turns out, that didn’t matter. I was up ALL night Sunday struggling to finish these drawings and I was beginning to worry that I wouldn’t finish on time.

The nice thing about art classes is that instructors vary in toughness when it comes to completing work on time. And also, the worst thing about art classes is that instructors vary in toughness when it comes to completing work on time. Usually, it’s easy to assume that you have to finish everything you’re doing by each critique or you’ll receive a very poor grade and/or get grouched at.

With that in mind, I was so frustrated with myself by sunrise on Monday morning because I had given the project all I got. Didn’t sleep (I laid down for a little while to stretch my legs), ate bare minimum, guzzled two energy drinks, spent the previous week cooped up in my bedroom instead of hanging out with friends, and the thing still wasn’t done. I worked up until an hour before my first class of the day, all the while, praying that God would contain my instructor’s wrath when she saw that I brought unfinished work to my critique.

Still buzzing with enough caffeine to wake up Rip Van Winkle, I lugged my drawings to class. As soon as I entered the classroom, I pulled my instructor aside and let her know that the work wasn’t finished. With no expression on her face whatsoever, she told me to set up.

Critique days are interesting. If you’re not done with what is to be critiqued, it may not be a positive sort of interesting, but it is always interesting to see who’s done, what everyone did, what everyone thinks of yours, etc. They can be the easiest class periods and the hardest, because all you do is talk about each others pieces. If you’re exhausted from finishing your piece the previous night, talking and listening may be taxing on your absent mind and heavy eyelids.

The critique began. I sat, legs trembling, heart racing, sweat dripping down my back, praying in my head that when it came my time to be critiqued, that the class and my teacher would go easy on me. I worked so hard. SO hard. I would have been devastated for my instructor to give me a low grade, but I knew that technically, I deserved it because the piece wasn’t finished on time.

It was time. My instructor directed my peers to the wall where my pieces were displayed. To be honest, I don’t remember everything that was said about the drawings, because I was too busy being terrified of what would be said about the drawings. One thing I remember was how impressed my instructor was with the overall composition of the two drawings. She wasn’t concerned with the fact that they weren’t finished because the compositions really held her attention. The perspectives and positions of the figures were very unique, she said, and she asked where I got the inspiration for them. I didn’t really have an answer; my mind was blank, but I was probably smiling.

She liked the compositions! I’m like, “You’re kidding me, right? You’re staring at obviously unfinished work but you don’t care because the composition is THAT GOOD?!” For those of you unfamiliar with the concept of composition in art, it’s a huge deal. It’s not the image itself or what the image is about, but rather, how the viewer sees the image on the paper/canvas, so to speak. It was the first thing I learned about in college art courses, and the only thing that high school art classes totally didn’t teach me about.

All in all, the critique felt like a huge answer to prayer. I won’t know what my grade is until the end of the semester, but my instructor’s interest in the work tells me I’m not going to fail miserably. It felt like God was saying, “Dude, calm down, I know you’ve worked hard and I won’t let it go unnoticed, so long as it’s for me.” Not only that, but it let me know that I’m apparently pretty good at arranging drawings in a way that is eye-catching even if they’re not finished!

After class, my instructor told me not to worry about my grades so long as the pieces are complete in the end. I was in awe of God’s mercy that afternoon, and gleefully caught up on my sleep that night.

I would post a picture of the drawing(s), but they’re still not done, and they’re not exactly family-friendly (I like scary stuff, remember?). Moral of the story: your work is important to God, and He will help you pull through if you ask for the help.

In Christ,

Luther D. Powell

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Where were you ten years ago?

Posted by Luther D. Powell on July 19, 2012

My birthday is in a few days, and I’m going to reflect a little on my life ten years ago. People always ask, “Where do you see yourself in ten years?” and you always want to hope and have ambitions for yourself. For once, I can look way back when and think, Wow, God has taken me pretty far.

Ten years ago, I only had two classes during the school day. My class would switch between two teaches; one who taught English and ‘Social Studies’ (which I don’t remember being all that social), the other who taught Math and Science. MAN I miss the simplicity of those subjects. No Biology, no Chemistry, just SCIENCE. No Trigonometry, no Algebra, no Geometry, just MATH.

Ten years ago, nobody gave a rip about whether or not I had a job. I might have been babysitting by then, but I think I started babysitting in Junior High. Either way, I sure wasn’t trying to save money for anything!

Ten years ago, I got in the habit of drawing pictures, just to draw pictures. Up until then, I would literally draw out entire stories, picture by picture, using an entire sheet to draw a single frame of a plot. My first three drawings that had nothing to do with stories: a dragon, a werewolf, and a family of Tyrannosauruses.

Ten years ago, I decided I wanted to start writing stories instead of drawing them. The first full-length story I attempted to write was heavily-inspired by the Lord of the Rings, which was newly adapted to film. I shelved that story in high school after discovering how much I loved horror.

Ten years ago, I liked a girl. Back then, I had no other idea how to talk to the opposite sex than to speak my mind, be honest, tell her how I felt. Didn’t go so well. I once saw a boy buy her a Fruit Roll Up snack during lunch, and she was so happy she broke it up and shared it with her friends. I, being Captain Studmuscles, decided to buy her a Fruit Roll Up also, on a different day. Leaving it wrapped up, she threw it at me from across the table while her friends were putting their trays away, the disgusted look in her eyes melting my little 5th grade heart. When the bell rang, holding back tears, I passed one of my friends and casually dropped the Fruit Roll Up onto his tray.

Ten years ago, Big Wolf on Campus was the greatest TV show of all time. Look it up.

Ten years ago, I couldn’t shoot a basket in gym class if my life depended on it. But man, could I play Dodgeball.

Ten years ago, a bully on the school bus tried to break my fingers, so I bit his arm open. He never bothered me again, and I was sent to the counselor, who gave me every reason to feel like a disgrace to humanity for not getting the bus driver’s attention instead.

Ten years ago, I began questioning why I went to church, why I sang songs to this guy Jesus, why I ate little wafers and drank the grape juice. It didn’t take ten years for God to answer those questions for me.

Ten years ago, Creed was the first rock band I listened to. Between then and now, I’ve gotten into heavier and heavier music. My CD collection went from Creed, Linkin Park and Evanescence, to Demon Hunter, Impending Doom and Mortification. Those last three are Christian bands, by the way…

Ten years ago, I started drumming.

Ten years ago, I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to college. HA!

I have now sold seventeen + drawings. I’ve been in two rock bands, as well as a handful of church worship bands. I’ve had two short stories published. I’ve had a whole lotta cats, now down to one. I’ve had two girlfriends (not at the same time, obviously), both of whom are still on good terms with me. I’ve read a lot of good books, made a lot of awesome friends, got my drivers license on the first test attempt. Storms keep knocking down trees, but my house still stands. Coming up on my fourth year of college. Still have a job in food service. My bro Nick is still my bro (we met in Kindergarten, by the way).

So tell me, where has God brought you in ten years? Whether or not you believe it’s God who brought you there, you should pick out the good things, even the little good things. All those little things aided in making you who you are today, and there are more little good things yet, to make you who you’ll be in another ten years.

I had no idea how I was going to end this blog, so here’s a goofy picture of myself and my best friend. Cheers, happy summer, Batman, God bless!

In Christ,

Luther D. Powell

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