My big mistake in “Broken Promise”, as it shall now be named, is that I forgot what I’m about. I draw. I get into a state of mindfulness, where’s there’s just me, the subject, and pencil and paper. Read my intro, is says that I love to draw, but enjoy color too, or some such wording. I need to get back into drawing, hardcore.
It doesn’t mean that there can’t be fun in the drawing. I go back over my stuck times, and I realize pushing the pencil, so to speak, will eventually get me out of the deepest funk.
The more complicated the drawing, the better.
Now that’s hardcore!
Whenever I’ve gone to an art show, I’ve always found the obligatory displays of painting and fruit to be pretty boring. Yes, I realize there’s a matter of technique, but I’ve always thought of such things as elementary lessons in drawing and painting, an exercise, until you are skilled enough to do more ambitious subject matter. Or so it was introduced to me by my teacher. So, I’ve done my share of boring still lives.
I find though, use your imagination, treat it as a scavenger hunt, use the found objects as a Rorschach Test of what’s going on in your mind, and a still life can be a fascinating, moving composition. Here’s one I did a while ago, it’s kind of on the border of a still life and a landscape.
This is one that was fun as a small work, but didn’t quite translate well larger.
But it shows the promise of using a little creativity in what could be thought of as a boring drawing lesson. So, although I’m only up to doing my minimum 15 minutes of artwork today, I am doing a still life,that I hope is anything but boring.