Meadow in November
I've been travelling for a few days and just too busy to post or even to draw or paint, however, the journey towards a new piece is always in my head even when my hands are busy with other things.
I keep a couple of sketchbooks with me wherever I go and try to add bits and pieces which become a visual diary of ideas for the future. I have done this over a series of nights while in bed lately. This is a cumulative sketch in which a piece or pieces were added one by one each night. There are no references, only visions in my head and memories.
I remember seeing a drawing many years ago, I don't know who the artist was, someone local to me at the time. It was a line drawing consisting of a mass of images and it has stuck with me over all these years. The space of the paper was filled to capacity but each image became its own story. I think that something similar is waiting inside me and exercises in sketches like this become the vehicle to get there. Never stop drawing, it is the key to everything in art.
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I wholeheartedly agree with your last comment Jeanette. Wonderful advice!
Fun to see the sketching that you're doing.
I really like that illustration Jeanette, and I really like the idea too! I should try something like that. I find myself drawing less and less each day. I did something similar once to pass the time at a hospital when Dane was sick. I filled a sheet of paper full of doodles. It turned out great, and it was done with a ballpoint pen no less! LOL :D
Keep up the great work!
Thanks Hedera, I'm a firm believer in drawing at all costs.
When I haven't got a lot of time I always turn to little sketches Jean.
Heaven knows what's in my head sometimes :)
Lori, each time I draw, it always reinforces just how much I love the process. And with the printing and painting I've been doing lately I need to keep sketching so I don't get rusty.
That's a very good point about reinforcing, Jeanette. I find that if I don't draw or at least sketch daily I lose touch with the process and then it is harder to take on a new piece, no matter how casual it is. The sheer pleasure of drawing becomes more and more of a distant memory, then the rust kicks in.
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