The night before...

*flash back accompanied by an ease into uncontrollable blur and and growing blinding light transitioning to an old film effect and monotone colours*

*Voice over enters*

It was the night before my Body of Work for the, oh, so dramatic Higher School Certificate. The silence of the night screamed in stress and restlessness, the lamp glowing a golden atmosphere of heat, my goal was to create 3 more portraits by 8:00am the next morning.

I loved Visual Arts, I had true dedication that I did not sleep that night. Creating the subtle overall shade was a long process. There were two ways I could accomplish such a smooth texture:

 1. Where there was deep shadow, I applied a heavy thick line of charcoal directly onto the stone henge paper, then using the blending tool to spread it to the middle as a filling, slowly creating a nice blend between the hard shadows and light shade.  

2. Apply charcoal onto the blending tool and using it to fill in the centres that the dark shade could not reach.

This was a long process as it took ridiculous amounts of times to apply the charcoal onto the tool and as well as getting an even tone through out the drawing.

How did I keep my self alive!?

Through music, snacks and love for Visual Arts. 

My arsenal consisted of a bottles of water, chips, biscuits, water, and a wide selection of music like Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney.

This photo is taken between 1:00 - 3:00am, I am restless! My shoulder blades and the back of my neck where at the brink of shattering due to the oblivious nature of slouching over the table to get the glorious detail and balance. This was my break, I don't remember how long it went for but I felt amazing!

Few hours later, I have finally finished the drawings and fixing the ones that needed attention and repairs. I packed up everything into a large make shift folder (Large white square paper on bed) to get ready to take and bring it to school. If I had forgotten anything, I could literally just run back home since it is simply across the street of one of the school's entrances. Honestly. hm... Starting to think I'm building a good history of places I've lived.

*Transition effects queue*

And so I'm here, in front of a computer, living in a unit on top of an adult shop, with a walk cycle due in 2 days and making this post for an assessment due in 3 days. Simply beautifully Grand.