What I Needed All Along
February 7th, 2011 | Posted by in BlogTHIS. This is what I needed all along. I bought this little sketch book three days ago and I’ve drawn in it everyday since. Drawing three days in a row might not sound like a monumental achievement, but it is for me.
I have been in such a rut for over a year. I’ve drawn only a handful of things and I didn’t make any comics at all. I was feeling really self conscious and putting myself down a lot about my work. So instead of just working through it, I stopped drawing. It felt awful, but I didn’t know what to do to get out of it. I tried taking a life drawing class which helped a little, but I still only drew during class and never just for myself.
This sketchbook was the best impulse purchase I have made in a long while. I picked it up and couldn’t put it down. It made so much sense. It doesn’t start on any specific date. It just lists the days: Day 1, Day 2, Day 3… And there’s a little space to write in your own date. The fact that I could start anytime really felt good. I didn’t miss a whole month and a week of drawing this year. I simply started when I bought the book. On the last page it says, “Congratulations! You made one sketch a day for a year! What will you do next?” I’m excited to make it all the way there.
I have tried and failed at numerous “daily endeavors”, but I really feel this one might stick. The book is only 5×7 inches and the spaces to draw is only half that (two drawings per page). Its clean design is inviting and the small spaces seem less intimidating than a blank 8×11 or larger page. I can slip it in my purse giving me no excuse not to bring it with me everywhere. All I need is a pencil (and my trusty eraser!).
I am determined to rediscover the pure, simple joy of drawing for myself again. I’m glad I finally found something that has truly inspired me to do this.
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Heya Ms. Baehr
I feel for you. I’ve gone through a string of months doing small doodles without any real ambition to make full artworks or comics, the things I deeply enjoy. There is this inertia that’s hard to explain, like seeing better artists in DA or that inner voice telling me that I’m making horrible art.
Until recently, I remembered that I did art because I loved it, and not because I want someone to listen to what I have to say. The primacy of intention got me back to making art again, and I’ve never been happier
Thanks for sharing!
Thank you so much for sharing your story with me, Illy! It’s nice to know I’m not alone.