October 31, 2014
October 27, 2014
The digitizer on this iPad has some brain dead spots, it seems, where Pencil in Paper loses its brain. Either it’s Pencil, some sensitive coding in the app or the digitizer, or memory, or processor speed on this 3G iPad. So the black line work was done in Paper with the new fancy stuff turned off, and I dropped the image into Sketches to do the colouring. Easier than fussing with the non responsive digitizer.
I dropped a small! palm sized screwdriver from a very short distance onto the screen this last Spring. Must have hit just right. Cracked the glass. Had it replaced. The screen responds to all the finger based touches expected of it. It’s just very fussy about the centre when you want to generate fine or more specific stylus based interactions in a drawing program.
I might normally have tried Procreate for the colouring work. Wanted to see if I could use Sketches to insert the image. It’s light and quick, and if I wanted to play with filters or some more tricky layering, Procreate would be the choice, or maybe Pixelmator, which I haven’t used much yet.
Don’t yet like the tool and colour selection process in Sketches. Procreate requires a bit of back and forth and some planning. It doesn’t jump up spontaneously like Paper or Sketches. Even that has slowed somewhat on this iPad. Pixelmator’s brushes are a bit jerky on this 3G iPad. Not unexpected. And it seems also to be more menu driven, requiring a bit of stop and start in the process.
October 25, 2014
No SWAT teams. No bluff and bluster. No fetishized automatic weapons. Not even a whisper of concealed carry. No body armour. No armed bystanders wearing the white cowboy hats. No militia.
He went to his desk and took out his revolver. One designated licensed officer knowledgable and trained with his weapon. One old man.
I am troubled by my own admiring reaction. I say to myself that I shouldn’t be. I like to believe I can hold to those five vows, one of them, to not take life. But I am also familiar with the idea essential to karatedo.
I believe all citizens of a peaceful society really ought to be familiar with some kind of formal trained self-defence, enough to know that they could use it, and that they don’t want to use it. But sometimes, maybe, in the extreme, certainly one time in a lifetime that they have to use it, they could.
But then we have to put that pistol back in the desk drawer, lock it back up, and solve the problem another way.
The unspoken issue in this week’s events is the link between mental illness and radicalization. Studies have shown that people suffering from anxiety or depression are more prone to sympathize with violent protest and terrorism than those not afflicted by mental illness. That said, it’s a huge leap from depression to the devastating anomie that leaves a person so lost and angry that they become vulnerable to [a] death cult
October 24, 2014
It’s been a week of tired. Sometimes I despair that so much is on the edge. I have no work held back, no posts queued up, no drawings hovering.
Then you just make a mark, and something happens, and you just follow it. So this is fresh – last night – and with no idea what is over the edge of the precipice of tomorrow that I can see.
This is so damned whimsical I wish I could bottle it.
October 17, 2014
October 16, 2014
October 16, 2014
October 15, 2014
October 14, 2014
October 10, 2014
October 5, 2014
I love the elegant and sophisticed stylization in this image by Berlinghieri, a relatively obscure artist of the Gothic. Pg 45 of the Uffizi Gallery by Guinti. There’s so much to see at the Uffizzi. I might like to concentrate more on these next time, if, again, I get a chance to go through. I certainly enjoyed a lot of the peripheral images, the demons, the boats, the beasts at the edges of the main work.