I start every single sketch with ‘oooo I don’t know….’ daunted by the blank page till I make the first mark. Then I want to put another mark. It’s like one step, then another….slowly creating more marks.
The trepidation is ok….healthy even….cos drawing is a learning process….teaching your eye to see. However your drawing turns out….celebrate it like I do….and keep practicing. Drawing is like playing ‘I spy…’ you become more aware.
Ever since the lockdown the RA have been posting doodle prompts on Twitter.
Recently I discovered the sketchaday app…..love it!
Take your time…don’t rush yourself….enjoy the mark making process. It is a journey….not a destination. (…simply had to throw in that cliche)
When I feel out of sorts …sketching is the only thing that makes sense.
Last week I lost a loved one….mama (my mum/in-law) who was an absolute gem. Still trying to make sense of life…and all that circle of life s**t that I keep hearing…seemingly to console me doesn’t help much. I know we all die sometime but I miss mama and pointing out the obvious does not diminish my loss.
Sketching her has helped…Itotally get why art Therapy heals.