Saturday, June 9, 2018

MI MIghty MIght

Sketchbook drawing, ©2018 Titus Castanza. Going beyond the drag of realism – Blog Post and conversation here: scumblings.blogspot.com

Friday, June 8, 2018

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Dispensary

aprox 14x16 inches, oil on canvas

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

On the Corner

14x11 inches, oil on canvas.

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Nosferatu

4x3 feet, oil on canvas.

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Model portrait

Charcoal on paper, 14x17 inches

Reclining nude

Charcoal on paper, 14x17 inches


Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Floating Asleep

Sleeping in a lobster boat in Maine. Sketchbook drawing then digitally colored, approx 5x7 inches.

What my sketchbook means to me
Much of my work done these days is done in my sketchbook. I really don't feel the need for much else. This simple thing makes me happy. It's small, compact, unassuming and I can take it anywhere. I can document my ideas and keep them hidden from the prying eyes of others. In my sketchbook, I don't have to feel silly for articulating my emotions – nothing is too absurd. I can draw, paint or color with crayons to my heart's delight. I can cut pieces of paper and glue them in random abstract shapes. Some of my sketchbooks are filled with writing and ideas for teaching. Others are filled only with portraits and figure models. Some have personalized covers with the year when it was created. Some are horizontal and some fit neatly in my pocket. They are a symposium for my soul, but are also a reflection of my ability to overcome.

In short, I can create without expectations and I don't have to give anyone a fancy fine art explanation for the thing I just did. I really can't see why anything else would be needed. All that I really need is my sketchbook. Perhaps this is because my sketchbook is a more honest reflection of who I am – not a painting in a frame on a wall for display.

Bloke

Still life sketch in sketchbook, Gouache, aprox 5 x 7 inches.

I Like Blocks
I like to explore relationships between wooden blocks. A single block by itself will do, but the more the merrier. Strangely enough, they seem to come alive when I plop them into whatever precarious arrangement. You probably won't believe me but they have conversations among themselves – I swear they can talk. One time they asked me to open the studio window so they could get some fresh air. They recently told me that they like to mimic other more sophisticated man-made objects, such as buildings or cars. They can even defy gravity. They are blocks. They are the great performers of my studio. They are the most genius mimes of my desktop. They are my friends. Some people like pets, but I like blocks.