While visiting my parents in Cincinnati Mom and I got to do art together. We each did a version of this plant that was out on her deck. I love how you can take the same subject and have such different results – each beautiful expressions from the individuals who created them.
I’d been wanting to do more art again but have been feeling out of practice. That lack of practice has been preventing me from doing any art. (Stupid vicious cycle!) Yesterday I said, “Screw it” to the stupid cycle and to being afraid of looking bad. I picked up a permanent black pen (not erasable pencil) and dove right in. Looking at my wooden figure I decided that was as good as anything to draw in my sketchbook. This is what came from it…
What I love about art is that you always get something out of it and you often learn from your work. What I learned from this piece was:
I didn’t forget how to do art after all
My choice of black pen wasn’t the best because it bled a bit on the paper
Elements of my personal style came through in this work: the halo effect around the figure and my color choices (I love black, white and red)
This piece took just 30 minutes to do; if I allowed myself time to do art more I’d produce a lot of art