A couple of weeks ago I had a moment. I found a part of myself that I'd never intended to lose. The part that used to sit with a sketchbook for hours, drawing, stippling, just creating art for the sake of doing it. I bought myself a sketchbook and some pens and sat down to do what I used to do best. It was terrifying ~ facing down an empty page I wondered if every ounce of talent had been wasted, dried up, disappeared. What would the old/new me do then? I decided the safest thing to do was run away.
And then I came across this group on Flickr, and un-decided my original flight decision. What could the harm be in finding out if I still had even a small shred of ability left?
So, I found out.
It's not a masterpiece. It's not incredible. But my God, it felt so good. Seriously good. Like coming home after a decade away.
*Thank Goodness For Illustration Fridays
You are very talented! I've always envied those with the ability to draw. My brother got all the artistic talent in my family. I'm so glad you've rediscovered this part of yourself. :)
Posted by: connie | February 20, 2009 at 02:13 PM