The Drawing Academy - Summer Course in Classical Drawing Pt. 1

In the beginning of July I went on a trip to the North of Jutland and took a week-long course in classical drawing, hosted by The Animation Workshop/The Drawing Academy, which is a school/university for mainly animators. It was a great decision to do that, I learned a TON, met a lot of inspiring and ambitious people and just had an awesome time in general... Every day there were 6 hours teaching/drawing (mostly life drawing/"Croquis" as the Danes say, with poses between 10 seconds to around 2 1/2 hours). When I first got there I was pretty bummed out about my own abilities, seeing how damn awesome everyone around me was at drawing :-), but I chose to use that feeling to get even more encouraged/eager and it worked! Ha! I think I made a lot of progress in those 7 days, not just in drawing, but also in my general attitude and in sorting out my life goals and "stuff"...
I definitely want to keep practising (a lot more than I do - which is basically nothing - argh!) and learn to draw better... It's only the first step on a looong way I took here - but I'm very glad I took it!!
Here are some of the long-time studies, I'll post some sketches and many photos I took another time.
The drawings are in chronological order. We did almost every day one, but the very first ones are just too shitty to share, hehe (anyway I'll keep them for myself to remind me where I started and how fast it can go if I just keep practising enough).
I THINK I can see a little progress along the way, thanks to the many helpful comments and people around.

Our models were called Asger and Emilie and were really sweet people and rad artists themselves...

P.s.: The paper's way too big for my scanner :-(

nach-nachtrag: ruhr 2010

when i posted some pictures of our field trip to ruhrgebiet, i forgot about some that i liked and just found back. unfortunately i can't really remember where exactly - in which museum/place - i've been taking them.
anyway - here's another, very out-dated bunch.

nachtrag: ruhr 2010

last year in july i went, together with my university-art-class, on a week-long field trip to the german ruhrpott. a place i would not have gone to myself without any specific reason, i guess. the art event "ruhr 2010" took place, so there were lots of special exhibitions/events/performances for us to see. one day the whole highway between dortmund/düsseldorf/bochum was closed and occupied with people, mostly from the area, starting their own art performances, having tables with cake, were making music, were cycling along the highway - so great! we were driving from one city to another almost every day, none of the places i've been to before. among them were oberhausen, düsseldorf, dortmund, unna (featuring the most impressive art space i've ever been to - the very humble light art museum, so damn worth a visit, breathtaking!), köln, bochum.
that trip was definitely one of the best vacations i ever took. i was surrounded by cool people (a lot of them were close friends, since we studied together for 3 years in a rather intimate small circle), the summer was hot, sunny, awesome, we could do whatever we wanted (of course, we are adults, but it still had a bit of the feeling of a field trip back in school days, where drinking and smoking was forbidden and you had to be still in your bed after 10pm), we were seeing amazing art and inspiring things all of the time (but wow, that was exhausting!- the students who organized everything did a GREAT job!-), we were travelling in a freaking awesome blue 60's-hippie-bus and also there was that bittersweet feeling that this was probably the last time we would be together like that (almost all of the people weren't planning on continuing studying in erfurt; most of them were about to travel, or change their lifes, or whatever).
i took a lot of photos on the way but never put them anywhere. here are some of them.

my friend christina was filming during the week and made a really cool video about the trip. here it is:



i also want to mention the most sucky part of the whole trip. my notebook, which i filled with TONS of inspiration/plans/sketches/ideas for upcoming masterpieces GOT LOST. i don't know when and how, i just know that it's gone and that i can't remember a lot of what i've been writing down. i remain in deep sadness and temptation to bite my own ass. notebooks shall never get lost again.

edit: today i found the notebook back in an old packing case. if noone else cares, well, I DO! fuck yeah.