Ohisashiburi, ne! Sorry, I suppose I’ve been MIA for a while now. It has been a busy month and a half both professionally and personally, and unfortunately, my blog has suffered as a consequence. Gomen, guys！
Anyway, now that things have calmed down a bit, I have been able to squeeze in some vacation time, which has brought me back home to Vancouver for a few days. Despite living in Vancouver for the first 20-some-odd years of my life, my hometown feels a lot more foreign this time around. I suppose this is the strongest case of reverse culture shock that I’ve felt in some time.
While there are a lot of new buildings and restaurants and bars — I really don’t know what’s cool in this city anymore! — I was relieved to find that one of my favourite local events was still going strong.
As luck would have it, my trip to Vancouver this time happened to coincide with one of this month’s “anti-art” workshops, held at Hot Art Wet City, a new-ish (well, new to me) gallery on Main Street. After almost 4 years since the last time I attended, I really couldn’t resist having a go at stretching my sketching muscles again. I went with a couple film school buddies who are both animators. All three of us are used to translating 2D concepts (in the form of concept art or storyboards, for example) into 3D art, and so it was fun — and quite challenging, to be honest — to have a chance to do the opposite for a change, that is, capture a live three-dimensional figure onto a flat sketch.
The crowd was smaller than I expected, which only made the session feel more intimate. Apart from that, the atmosphere was just as good as I remembered it — a regular figure drawing session transformed into a loose, loud burlesque show which embodied exactly what I love about the local art scene — open-minded, welcoming, and fun.