It becomes apparent that it’s not simply a matter of not doing what you want (restraint), but instead, it’s a matter of becoming an individual that’s inclined to live and create in ways that have a confident sense of ease, refinement, and sophistication.
The notion of a “me” implies an accumulation of identity, an integration of a backward looking state that overlays an ever shifting present moment.
Jess and I are relaxing into an early afternoon paper marbling class sans kids.
Mindless fun making a few needed sheets of paper for the inside covers of a round of large format sketchbooks that we’re putting together for spring.
Super fun…. Super easy…. too fun, definitely too easy.
A large pile of finished paper could accidentally grow wild if precautions aren’t followed… like not doing this more than once a year.
Dragging another one across the finish line. The image felt doable on first glance, a figure in high contrast light with an artifact effect from what appears to be camera movement (one of my favorite effects) and an unexplained over exposure running across the bottom half.
I knew going in that trying to do the original image justice was most likely beyond my skills. That capturing the movement with a fuzzing of the value across the image was going to be difficult at best on the first try, but I found just getting the image blocked in using the lowest value possible was outside the reach of my past experience this morning. Even maintaining control of my charcoal was completely beyond me.
Like the last drawing, very early into laying down the charcoal, I felt that it would be best to manage my embarrassment by pull it off the board then and there. Resisting the temptation, it was instead quickly finished. Yes it’s embarrassing, but despite that, or because of it, I might need to have another go at this one before the freshness of the struggle fades away… Mmmmmmmaybe later….
Part of a life well lived is a life lived in a state of frenzied involvement with imaginations outside of just our own.