Week to ArtSqool • .net

I had a friend whose father was an artist. He had a gallery for a while and my friend was drawing a glittering and fascinating picture of a tiger hanging in his living room. When you close your eyes, the tiger, the thickly piled paint on the fur, the terrifying energy of the frozen beast in motion, raising one leg and fixing your eyes to the rest, the bland and deadly tiger’s self-confidence throats You can still see it ringing in the depths of your heart. “Did your dad like William Blake?” I asked. “Yes!” Said a friend. “That tiger! How did you know?” Why didn’t you understand? It’s the art I guess.

His dad attended art school in the 1950s. I remember my friend explaining it at the time. In the first few weeks of art school, you learned how to draw a circle. “Just a circle?” I asked, but there wasn’t However about it.You had to learn how to draw a circle free-hand. The circle had to be perfect. It took a few weeks. This was the foundation. The art school I learned seemed capricious in the 1950s, but when I tried the whimsical things myself with pads and pens, it was actually pure form of rigor. understood.

Then it’s an art school. But what about Art Sqool, which I’ve been attending for the last few days? Art Sqool is a game by artist Julian Glander that has been used on PCs and Macs for several years and has just found the perfect home on Switch. In Art Sqool, go to Art Sqool. Your teacher is a neural network. I have a project. You wander around the campus. What’s really missing is a huge folder carried by art students, who seem to behave like a rudder whenever the wind is strong.

Listen: I was a little embarrassed how much I enjoyed at ArtSqool for a while. Somewhere, I was a little embarrassed because I mistaken Art Sqool’s refreshing fun for a kind of arch. Arch Sqool. This was a game that secretly removed piss from the art school idea, and by enjoying it I was one of the bourgeois clowns who didn’t know when he was being teased? Then I wondered: is it really important? To be honest, I’m already a bourgeois clown. I’m having fun here, so let’s go. Then I had more fun. Then, when I read Emily Gosling’s wonderful work, Grander was vaguely embarrassed to doubt him because he really wanted people to have fun making things. Then I ate donuts for lunch and felt better.

Anyway, this game has something like a donut. Something about the donut, something about that beautiful curly hair Q, was inserted into the very naughty word “school.” Noodles with a donut chaser. All of Art Sqool is curved, rounded, shiny, and probably strawberry-glossed. This is the campus I eat. Speaking of food, I discovered an art brush called Rainbow Brush at an early stage. It basically creates a tubular marshmallow that changes color: the art that I gladly spout straight into my mouth.

But that campus! Art Sqool is very easy to move your head. Various art projects are provided one by one from the neural network, then wander around the campus to collect brushes and so on, and when you feel like it, start the current project. The campus is overjoyed. A series of dioramas floating between clouds. Colors are the colors that were loved in early home computer games. It is pale yellow, tart purple and hazy blue. With swamps, climbing frames, upside-down buildings and sculptures, it’s almost certainly an art joke. At one point I came across some kind of open-air theater with a huge projection screen. In another small building there were tables and chairs.


It’s surreal, but it’s full of mysterious practicality suggestions. In other words, it’s like wandering around a university campus. You understand a little about college, but the rest is very … strange and wonderful. I’m confused.

I spend hours here, wandering with pads and pens, with huge cartoon eyes staring at everything. Interesting bushes, rabbits made of wire, large wavy pedestals. And those projects! Draw an egg hatching-what comes out of it? Finally, draw the person who said “I love you”. Draw a very technical patent drawing of the air conditioner. Surprisingly, I got that A.

The project is marked by the neural network. Color, composition, line art, approach. I love how random it is-again, it’s a bit like college markings! Maybe the value of the professor is not what they say, but the fact that they lead you to it in the first place. I drew an egg with an arm out and got an F. When I tried it again, I drew the octopus that came out this time. Reader, I got A. I broke the air conditioner assignment technology patent with a kind of wireframe box with a bow tie on the front. I repeatedly failed to “draw music”.


I think it’s a feature of the game that I spend a lot of time thinking about how to work on these projects. And that’s another sign of a game where I finally give up thinking and tinker with art tools. Consider MS Paint around 1992. These tools are surprisingly inaccurate, even before you start unlocking strange brushes. To be honest, they are beneficially inaccurate. Their innate unfriendlyness, combined with my innate unfriendlyness, ensures that all the artwork is amazing. The switch touch screen isn’t brilliant and it probably helps. I think this would probably be very frustrating if you’re really good at art, but if you’re really good at art, why are you in an art school anyway?

Above all, I love the rhythm of Art Sqool. You get your project, wander around the campus, observe and think. I think this is art. The purpose is the process. The process is to infiltrate things and cause happy accidents and chances.

And above all, I am studying the real world. Regor here as well. Look at it. Charles Schulz, who loves Art Sqool, once said he was always painting in his head. He was chatting with someone and sketching how their clothes wrinkled in their heads and gathered on their elbows. He said that in order to abstract things, you first really need to understand them. And you have to look at things as much as you can and look greedily.

A friend of mine who attended art school in his 50s told me with black eyes when he came back from school. His dad was obviously worried, but then he took out his pen and paper. “Take it there, tilt your head and shed light,” he said. He started sketching what he saw. “However attractive.“”


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