So I came up with this grand plan that I would sketch a small scene or thing a day, throughout the month of June. I thought this was a fairly easy task – not too troublesome, but I have to say I’ve failed. Sometimes, discipline is good for you and helps you to grow, sometimes it stifles you. I found the first 9 days to be good, and I drew 9 sketches (although some were truly terrible), but after that, I forgot, and then the backlog built up, and suddenly I adamantly didn’t want to draw.
So for the sake of my drawing, I’ve ended the brief #sketchaday project that I ambitiously started, but I’ll keep the principle of trying to draw little and often, even if it’s not something of importance or great idea. It keeps the fingers supple and the mind creative, and that can only be a good thing. If I was disciplined, sketching something every day would make the most wonderful visual diary of thoughts; things you’ve seen, done, heard. Has anyone out there managed it?
Thought you might like to see a few of the #sketchaday‘s that I did do (although not all of them, because some aren’t worth looking at!)
Those of you on Twitter, or who follow me on Instagram may have seen a few of these already.
Day 2: Strange things are happening to my body.
Day 3: I can hear sheep from my kitchen. Country life is taking a while to become normality.
Day 4: The peak of my obsession with Cow-Parsley. It was great whilst it lasted. It’s rather died off a little now. I’ll be on the hunt for elderflower next.
Day 5: The dreaded night when a large furry housespider woke us up by crawling on Phil’s face. Our room is now covered in little bits of orange peel to deter the nasty beasts away. I still shudder every night when I think it could happen again!
Sorry to stop at day 5, and not even show you day 1, but as I said, they’re probably not worth showing!
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