summer diaries

some of summer diaries.
i am getting ready to leave czech republic and spend four months in lithuania. i hope i'll get much more scatches there.

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diary excersise

As the spring blooms, my mind is occupated with ideas and desires, as every spring and every autumn. The point is to gain from it as much as possible. There is school of course and other duties. But I am trying to find piece of time how to expand into other fields of life and make possible everything what's on my mind.

Like this: I've come back to my draw journal, as I did it on high school. Back than I was more quick and prompt in catching scenes of my life, but I hope I'll get back to my perfectnes and add some experiences I gained sence then.


file of my previous draw journals form 4-5 years back


drawings from last week


from trip with my boyfriend - amazing sunny day

Next step is to actually paint an image. Of that I am talking about like half a year. I've prepared the background already, but I need at least a day off to really got into this.

Wish me luck.


it just waits to be painted

inspiration ways / cesty inspirace

Upřímně doufám, že takhle přichází inspirace. Poslední dobou se svým strážným andělem úzce spolupracuji na celém komixovém seriálu o Ogistovu obrácení. Doufejme, že nám tahle plodná spolupráce vydrží. Zatím se zdáme být dobrým týmem a společně děláme skutečně velké pokroky.

I sincerely hope this is the way inspiration comes. Lately I started closely work with my guardian angel on the comc series of Ogist's conversion. Let's hope this cooperation will last. We seem to be good team and together we make really good progress.

pokusy/tests

Jdině jelen, snad, vypadá k světu... / Maybe just the dear looks approximately good...

Znovu jsem otevřela svůj skycák ze začátku léta, který jsem si předsevzala do začátku září pokreslit. Ten sešit je jedním z důkazů, že nejsem schopná dokončit cokoli v jakémkoli termínu a v mnoha případech ani po něm. Stále ještě mi zbývá nějakých třicet stran a styl jakým jsem je začala vyplňovat mě dovedl k obvyklé přehnané sebekritice.

Účelem celého toho letního projektu bylo, vykreslit si ruku, donutit se každý den vzít do ruky tužku a kreslit, zapracovat se, dostat švih a eleganci. Těšila jsem se, jak budu s potěšením listovat kresbami, od těch nejhorších, po ty nejzdařilejší. Nic z toho se však nestalo. Úroveň kreseb je stále stejně nemotorná, pokrok je lehce vyditelný, ale minimální. Trápím se tím už třetí den, ale není mi pomoci, protože je to jen a jen moje nedůslednost a lenost, která zapříčinila tenhle kresebný úpadek. Doufejme, že se mi nadále bude vést lépe.

I took again my summer scatchbook witch I promissed to be ended by the beginning of September. This scatchbook is proof of my unability to end anything in any term and in many cases after the term either. There is still thirty pages left and the drawing style I started to use while finishing it lead me to usual overwhelmed self-critisism.

Purpouse of this whole summer project was to excersise my hand, make me took a pencil daily, work myself, get the glamour and elegance. I was looking forward to going through my scatches, from worse to the most succesful one. But nothing of that did happened. Level of my drawing skill is still heavy-handed, some progress is visible but minimal. I bother with it third day, but I am of no help, beacouse it's just my inconsequence and lazines that made that failure happened. I hope I'll be getting better.

...

it was on saturday.
and it happened very fast and sudden.

and my face hurts...

...

draw notes form rehearsals

...

another rehearsing is going to end this thursday.
and in some moments i feel exactly like this:

...

i saw thousand kinds of sweaters
and i find myself the ONE in 3 hours of shopping

why thay can't make just simple sweaters???

but it's true, when you look at something like this, or this... you stop desire anything simple.





at the end i bought this one in HandM

diary excersise

memory that i have is bit blurred in my mind
and i know it mire from tales of my parents.

me and my imaginary cat!

diary excersise

ahasver asked me to publish more clothing of my production and more scatches.
it's not that easy,
cause in recent time, i didn't have much time for both.

but!
there is a short comics i made today.
it's one of my memories on the time of my early childhood.

i'll try to translate bubbles:

"dad, what is it?"
"it's school ring."
"when you are seven, you'll go there too"
"oh my...!"

diary excersise 4

drawn for my profesor
sick of disseminated sclerosis
he likes that kind of humour

it's based on quite real story.
i felt down the stairs, jamed my finger and hurt myself in like 3 other ways
and that all in one day

naxt morning i came to buy my breakfast
cripple and moaning
when black cat run across my road
"where were you yesterday?"
i lought to myself

now you see
i had to draw this

diary excersise 3

after opening night of stoppard's play on the razzle in our school theatre.
performence was quite classical, but very funny.
and party after that was also quite classical... drinking and dancing
but also very amuzing.

maybe you'll not believe me
but i never danced with 6 boys in one evening
so passionately...

i came home at 8 o'clock at the morning.
since that night i am thirsty...
for wine...

diary excersise 2

diary excersise 1

it's not good, i know it's not good and i am sure i know it better.
acctualy the left picture is not so bad.
but the middle one and the writing...
chm chm... i don't know

but it's part of my drawing excersise, so ... as beggining, not bad, hm?

by the way, i signed for that scholarship. today. no problem. haha