Dwayne's task No.1

Cooking Recipe

The design I've gone with is meant to be informative but slightly uncomfortable in an uncanny valley sense.

What?

The rocky road recipe (which was delicious) is represented with the fake smiles of some cheesy 90s or 80s advert. There is by now in 2021 so much cynicism and skepticism towards that style of media despite our media still being quite similar just that it's got another coat of paint over it. there's hidden elements there like the female chef is holding a gun to the back of his head. A point about all the fake smiles. How fake fast food advertising is with food stylists to get you hungry for a burger that was actually filled with oil instead of BBQ sauce, or a bowl of PVA glue and cereal instead of Milk and cereal. Many of those practices now illegal or at the bare minimum in a legal grey area. There's an image there as well of a scary hallway from a horror Game from 2014 known as PT. The images in my opinion of the bowl with it's stirred contents in black and white raise feelings of discomfort and disgust. I would say nausea, but that would be a bit hyperbolic. But it's not too far off.

Why?

It's not meant to actually point at the past and say it sucks. It's more about the distorted reality in advertisement providing bitesize warped realties of the world. born first from that first mustached chef's gunpoint fake smile. It's not even that I don't often support these contortions and subversions. They are often within themselves an art form. It is more of the weak subversions. The failures. We know the smiles are fake. we know the families are fake. the House is fake, result? discomfort, alienation. However here. that effect is used on purpose.

Reality?

Think it turned out well, strong personality comes through. It's interesting.

I don't usually draw food and never have tried to convey something like a recipe with no words before, in that way it was a good exercise. While I like the other themes I weaved into it. I don't know how other people will react, would they even notice the gun? will their eyes focus on the woman in the hallway? how cold and lifeless the female chef's eyes are? I don't know. I hope so.

This is a piece of art I did at the same Time for a T-shirt competition.

a bit simple, thin and rough. Took some time away, did the art above for the task, and then later decided to make another version of it further below.

This was the first rut breaker of the year, for what felt like forever I rotted in my room. I felt like I was locked-in a coffin and that I was spiritually dying more and more everyday. everyday I did nothing I decayed.

This is true in so many ways. People are destroyed when they do nothing. Laziness is like sinking into glue, it gets harder and harder to pull out of it once you start sinking.

I drew this unconsciously. I later now look back at it and see that it was almost like my own mind was trying to tell me how this disease was warping me.

You see, this illustrates a fictional disease I came p with which warps bones. But I know look at it as an analogy for how the impact of being locked down due to the corona virus was warping me. making me lazy, alone, less hygienic, nervous and sad. I could keep deconstructing it, and it'd still hold true. but I'll stop. I don't like thinking about it. I just hope this ends soon.

I'm still not doing well.

here's the second crack on the Uzalu T-Shirt competition art. The results are still pending. I reckon with this new design however there's a good chance I'll get my design on a shirt and get a free shirt. Very optimistic. very proud and happy.