graphite on paper, 5 x 8 inches
On the first sunny and warm day this spring, Michael and I went to the park. Michael basked, and I sketched. At first I was frustrated. I had chosen an impossible angle and as it was such a glorious, lazy, summery afternoon I just couldn’t bear to get technical and try to do a “proper drawing.”
I had to mentally thumb my nose at my inner critic as she badgered me to consider the proportions or to “slow down and try do some proper hatching for god’s sake!” I just kept marking, smudging and scribbling on pages. I had such a great time.
Looks like I’m finally learning to just give myself a break and enjoy myself.
It’s about time.