I don’t pay much attention to my keys. Sure, I keep track of where they are (most of the time) and I handle them everyday. I even occasionally use them as an indicator of my stress level:
ME: Where the @!#&*!!! are my keys?!
DH: Um, they’re in your hand, hon…
It was fun drawing them. I noticed how they cast shadows on each other, how the metal was scratched and worn in some places. It got me thinking about how these keys are truly unique because they are mine: used by me and worn from my use in a way that no one else’s would be.
As I finished I realized that anything can be entrancing if you pay close attention to it. That’s one of the things I really love about drawing.