These daily drawings are quickly becoming my antidrug for laziness. I had a super lazy evening Monday night, after only sketching the profile of a dude in the subway, and Tuesday I felt like I was having withdrawals from a drug, I needed to spend that time focusing on a drawing. And when I finished and was getting ready for bed, I felt like a load had been lifted, like all was right in the world, and other cliches.
Inspired by Jonathan Hardesty's thread on conceptart.org (http://www.conceptart.org/forums/showthread.php?t=870), I've started a personal challenge to create one drawing a day. I draw every day anyway, but this is meant as a challenge, to focus and make an effort, and hopefully learn something. Started yesterday, though that one ended up in scraps because I called it a sketch. I'll try to pull it out and put it in the gallery proper.
Deviantart is the most representative collection of my junk on the tubes, but I haven't updated it regularly in the past. So this marks less than two months since my last update, and with a grip of images, no less.
I started in on something like a new year's resolution after Christmas, and it's carrying on pretty well. I have a dedicated workspace at home and it helps draw me into the creative mode. It's not enough on its own, but as long as I don't stagnate, I'm reminded of something that I want to continue working on.
I'm excited to see what sort of projects I take on this year!
Start a new job tomorrow. Organized my files and books tonight. Drew and painted, played some uke. I'm feeling a little traction, like I've got a couple toes gripping the rail I'm supposed to be balancing on. From here it's only up and out.
I'm admiring art by unassuming kids who do it because they have a passion and the tools. I have the tools... where's the passion? I feel it now as a reaction to humble and courageous art. I want to contribute, to try my hand. I've stopped myself in the past because I haven't been as good as I want to be. There's no use in describing how ridiculous that is; it's hardly even ironic, just stupid. So no BS. I'm going to go balls out and start drawing and painting. There's going to be a lot of crap, and some stuff that lives on. I think a good way to start is themes. There are a few elements that have been making laps through my mind: trees in win