Today is Sunday and I had all day invigilation at the house of illustration, almost 9 hours. I left my house quite early. It felt like doing something wrong by leaving my bed so early on a Sunday. Wishing university is over and I can start doing new things without this feeling of being working only for the purpose of having good marks. But as usual life gets better after really waking up. When I arrived at the house of illustration I had the chance to be by myself in the big room with the works of the next manga exhibition which will be open to the public in one week. That was a moment of pleasure. Details and more details in each canvas, a never ending lesson in drawing. Such skilled illustrators!! How do they do so good out of the pencils, brushes, paper, and colours, how can someone use these to through in the world these masterpieces? I’ll definitely have to return and spend more time looking at all the details in this exhibition. There’s more than one can see in just one visit!
I really, really love the exhibition of women going on at this moment and today I was a bit annoyed because I had to work only in my FMP sketchbook.
I am aware of the little time I have for my too ambitious project: making a book in less than 2 months! It would be enough time if I could do it in my way but I know that part of the learning process at university is to explore new techniques and also the research. So with all this I couldn’t get to dive into the wonderful illustrations from these women as I would have liked… I was jealous of the people who came and wandered around the rooms, some of them spending hours in each room, time was stopped for them. They were in another galaxy that I know very well, the place of engagement with arts, that space without time, without worries. Lost in illustration; the most similar thing I could think of is when you fall in love and you are only happy with that person. Why the world is not something about being in love, eating delicious food, swimming in wonderful beaches and, important here, being surrounded by good illustration and, of course, doing it too!
But….. there was one book I made time to look at… and this is the story of the book: At some point in the morning I learned that we were going to have Jacky Fleming signing books. I wondered who could be this Jacky Fleming so I went to the room where she was exhibiting and looked at her work and her book “The trouble with Women” I realised that the layout of the book had some similarities with one of the ways I was thinking about for my project, the one I was working on today. Illustrations are framed, simple lines, with ink and hand written typography. So, since the book was interesting, beautiful, with sense of dark humour -a bit British, not as a criticism but the opposite- and I get a 25% discount in the bookshop, I decided to buy it and have it signed by the author. When she came I asked her to sign it for me and she asked me what would I like her to write for me, so I said “something beautiful, please”, and she looked at me I guess wondering who was I to ask for such a thing. Then I realised that when I looked at her work I noticed she was a woman more into the cynicism than into beauty. So, kind of saving the situation, I told her why I was buying her book. My sketchbook was under my arm and I showed her the similarities I saw in my drawings with her illustrations, and surprise! she liked my drawing and she insisted in looking more into my sketchbook. She told me to get in touch with “Rose” from the editorial of her book and she said she would talk to “Rose” about our encounter. Now I’m wondering what can I show Rose since I don’t have a portfolio. I will have to ask at university on Tuesday how I should show Rose.
This is me with Jacky after she sign my book and it says:
Good luck with your beautiful illustrations. Jacky
So maybe at the end she was also into beauty!
The last two hours I decided to leave my sketchbook and get a couple of graphic novels from the exhibition to end the day at the House of Illustration. So I had a bit of time for this at the end. It’s difficult sometimes to concentrate when people are coming and going around, but I managed to do some sketching and write most of the post you are reading now and get closer to complete my 60 hours intern-ship.