Learning to Sketch Again.

It's just like riding a bike...  If simply balancing on two wheels was the goal.

But sketching, and drawing well takes discipline, and time, and effort and patience. When you stop investing in the skills, they wither away.  Like an athlete who has gotten out of shape during the off-season, regaining the basic skills (or even desire) to draw is agonizing. Inaccurate and impatient.

But I will start... again.
And punch and scream at my dead limbs... uncross my eyes and rub my temples as I try to follow the contours.  And I will be patient and generous with myself.  I will go back to basics... doing exercises that I know work. Like a musician playing scales. You teach your eyes to see, and interpret and execute.

The tough part?  Turning the page in the sketchbook and doing another one.
The toughest part? Opening the sketchbook the first time.

Purse - Contour drawing

Nothing special... just a sharpie contour drawing of Katie's purse.

It represets a return to drawing, sketching and journalling. Would you believe I had a 5 week sabbatical, and never sketched once. Never picked up the guitar once. But now- I feel like I need the outlet, and encouragement to carry on.

It's been a while....

2012 is just around the corner.... so get drawing kids!

My Reward

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My reward for this horrible, hectic week is this post. A

Awake at 4:30am - 2 hour commute - 10 hours of design rat-race - 2 hour commute home... for the past 2 weeks. Yeah, I know, nobody likes a complainer.

I'm gonna go draw the back of somebody's head.

A hair fetish.

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If you ride the MAX train and have dandruff, sebboreah, or psoriosis... I probably know.

Keeping tabs on commuters.

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Some people call it stalking, others just call it creepy. I call it "observation".

Rastafarian dreadlock punctuation.

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I know everybody has secretly wondered to themselves, "What if our sentences were punctuated with balls of tangled human hair?". I guess we can only theorize about what that Utopia would be like... but I did manage to break out a 4B pencil and begin illustrating it.
I gotta go, my cat is coughing up an elipsis.