Clay Alchemist Secrets

Behind the Scenes work for Clay Alchemist: by Jonathan D. Lopez.
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As I was sitting here, listening to music and editing photographs, I had a rather profound thought.  In the past few semesters, there have been a lot of opportunities where I’ve helped out my fellow photographers and writers by dedicating time or equipment to helping them.  They’ve commonly asked me, “Why would you do that?”  I’ve always responded with something like, “It’s just what I do.  

For the first time, I realised why.  Two years ago, my friend, Carly from high school died.  When I was there at the visitation, I saw a video her family had made.  I always knew how talented she was, but I busied myself with my own interests rather than being someone that my friends could depend on.  While watching the video, she was playing the piano and singing.  It was done with a laptop webcam or something – whatever it was, it was low quality.  My my past teacher was standing next to me and I said to her, “If I knew she was recording these videos, I would have given her my microphone.  Who wants to hear my voice anyways?”  

I think it was then that I realised just how much I had and how little some of the most talented people around me had.  They were a lot better than me, but were limited.  

While we lost an amazing friend, I know it has helped me become a more caring person. I missed the chance to help her…but I won’t miss the chance to help people in the future.

Entering the new semester, I have chosen to revert back to part time in order to develop my sculpting and clay illustration work into my photography class.  The worst part about last semester wasn’t the sheer hours put into the classes, but rather that almost none of my work consisted of clay work.  I felt robbed in a way.  

Anyways, tomorrow, I begin deconstructing probably 20 or so sculptures.  The basement is full of sculptures, most of them in disrepair and cracking. Time to breathe new life into the old clay.  There was sort of an instant high when I opened some of the plastic boxes to that oil smell.  I’m sure the smell of plasticine is toxic, but it’s an inviting odor, haha.

Since I have started back to college, I haven’t had time to sculpt or shoot any of my characters with my digital camera.  To be honest, I’ve only been shooting film for the past month.  My friend and I just shot my latest sculpture in the woods, and I can’t wait to make a print and show you all.  

Well, unfortunately, I don’t have any idea as to when I will be able to show you prints of my work.  Hopefully I will get some for you in the coming weeks.

clayalchemist:

Getting all polished up.

Been painting my latest sculpture.

Ready for ArtPrize 2013.

First Impressions of Michael’s Craftsmart plasticine

For the second time this week, I found myself in a bulldozed, sandy lot; it was littered with shards of cement and garbage, but I found myself on my hands and knees.  After thirty minutes of pressing my face to the dirt with camera in-hand, I had captured the shot that I wanted.  As I stood up, the cement shards stuck to my skin, but it wasn’t until they fell to the ground that the soreness set in.  At least I didn’t cut myself on all that garbage.

No sooner had I gotten my gear onto my back and started walking back to my moped did a fully loaded semi roll through where I was shooting.  Dust filled the air, and I was thankful that I didn’t spend any more time on that photo…

Work on the animation…

Been working on my final for Photography 106.  It’s five sets of diptychs of an old couple constantly at odds.  Still deciding how it’s going to end.