Week 51!!?? You gotta be kiddin’ me! Well fancy that, just 9 more drawings to go…….. Well, they are not very exciting drawings this week, my workroom is in such a muddle I have only been able to perch on the corner of my table with a pencil and an A4 pad.
Just lost my entire post! I did not save it and left the page…………ARGGHGHGH My priceless words have just gone, never to be shared with the world – ha ha. You will never hear my musings on the season or my opinion of the current weather – aren’t you lucky?. I’m not going to try and rewrite so that’s all for this week folks.
An obsession with Ivy this week, each leaf unique and marvellous, I could draw nothing but Ivy from now on and still find something new every time. How am going to decide what to focus on? We concentrated on portraits in Life Drawing this week, plus I tried another self portrait – harsh! With I big birthday coming up I should stop doing self portraits as my actual image conflicts badly with my imagined image. But I am very drawn (no pun intended) to drawing faces, it is so interesting and intriguing.
The final month has arrived, it is now a countdown to the finish. I have a spreadsheet that I tick the days off and I have reached the last column; 365 days fitted onto 2 A4 sheets. The only thing that I have not been able to find since the move is sheet one from 1st January until 30th July which is a shame as I wanted to include it in my final post. I have been investigating how to get a blog printed (not for vanity reasons as most of these drawings are heading for the great bonfire in the sky – but just as a record for myself) and have found a site called Blog2Print – has anyone used this service or can recommend another?
I recieved I gift this week from an old friend which in light of my current project made my heart sink; a small book about 12cm square entitled ‘642 Tiny Things to Draw’. ARGHHH I’m on my way to my first 365 things to draw and some kind person (you know who you are) gives me another 642! Things to draw include ‘a pipsqueak’, a dreidel (yes really – definition please anyone?), ‘a glimpse’ and ‘a rolled oat’. It’s enough to send me into a decline………..however I have a sneaky feeling that I just might give it a go. Actually I got two unsolicited books as gifts this week and I randomly flicked open the second one and opened it at a chapter entitled Pure Gratitude, Infinite Thankfulness, very apt and appropriate to my intention to focus more on the glass half full than the glass half empty.
My apologies for moaning on in the last two posts…….I have much to be grateful and happy about. I have food, shelter, family and friends and that is enough and is way more than other people. I have freedom and health and time and space to practice my art.
This is going to be a short post again, I’m not finding much to talk about and I will be repeating myself, I’m boring myself these days. I’m thinking that my new life does not have a shape or structure yet, the routines and patterns that framed my days have gone and I have yet to make a new pattern. I used to be strict and have an ‘art’ day a week, no longer; I had a day for housework, gone; a day for sorting through my mountain of photos and making albums, not any more; a day for admin and planning, ha ha you must be joking. All these (boring) routines went when we started packing back in April and I have not been able to establish them again. Spontaneous?! what me? No way, I need a framework to hold me together because I find it all too easy to fritter away my time.
It has been tough this week to remain motivated, it’s almost as though with the finishing post in view I can’t be bothered anymore. I started the year with excitement and trepidation not sure if I could do it. During the year the project was a constant thing that I hung onto in a time of change, it was a punctuation point of every day, a sense of achievement every day. Now it feels more like a chore; guess I am having a bad week. Ignore me………..
I cracked out the serious charcoal this week! What fun, I had forgotten; I have been fiddling around with charcoal wrapped in a pencil – ha, that’s for wimps. I now have a box of willow charcoal which comes in virtually weightless slender twiglet shaped pieces of blackness. Thanks to Ed (my life drawing teacher) who got us to use tone this week I have felt very ‘artistic’ and getting very dirty.