Today in Oils, we had what my professor calls a "Blow Out Day". That's code for, "Trust Me, I'm Not Really All That Insane, This All Has a Point".
He started us out by painting blind (aka, eyes closed) to crazy music. We were not allowed to choose colors, just brushes. He ninja'd more colors onto us as the session progressed, and told us to rotate our paintings every now and then. There was even a portion in which we were forced to use our non-dominant hand to paint for a bit. I guess its not terribly strange, at least we didn't have to spit on anything this time around...
We then played Musical Canvas. You play Musical Canvas much like you play Musical Chairs, except you go from one canvas to the next with the music instead of from one chair to the next. The catch? Instead of taking chairs/canvas away and the like, you have to paint on other people's work, are forced to use very specific colors, often must paint blind, and are subjected to the whims of whomever is leading the game. The rectangular section in the middle of the painting is fron a piece of newspaper I had taped over the canvas.
Finally, we painted one last piece. We were allowed to look at the canvas, use any colors we wanted, and paint in whatever manner we saw fit. The catch? We had to paint with the canvas on the floor. Since that is no where near challenging enough, the Professor also doused the canvas in Turpentine. I am most proud of this one.
The moral of the story? The Professor was trying to change our perception, force us to experience painting in new ways to breathe life anew into our work. Also it was a lot of fun.
I have an insane Painting Professor. I love him dearly.
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