September 16th, 2012
I’m rearranging my studio in hopes that I’ll finally be able to get some work done, and, in the process, unearthing things I haven’t seen in a decade (they were lurking in my mother’s attic during our garret-dwelling period).
Among these long-forgotten items were a couple of sketch books, in which I clearly spent much time and many pencil points attempting to master the fine art of fashion illustration — perhaps to little avail.
See, the idea is that you draw an idealized version of the feminine (or masculine) figure, paying attention to basic proportion, but lengthening the limbs, etc.
Then you draw the same figure, only with clothes.
I even found a sketch or two from dresses that I actually made…
This eventually became the sophisticated black and white 1930s evening gown I wore to “It Happened One Night,” a themed benefit party for the Merchant’s House Museum. I don’t know that I ever got a full picture of that dress in action, and now it doesn’t quite fit anymore. Oh well, here’s the top half at least. As you can see, I ditched the neckline ruffle in favor of beading.
And some more figure drawing studies…