While talking to Mom, I mentioned that I've started doodling/drawing again, probably as a by-product of being a student again. It's the restless pen syndrome - I don't actually need to start doing anything productive with my hands, particularly, but the pen wants to move around.
In addition, I'm limping along with a variety of injuries - I hurt my knee in judo in mid-March, and just before finals landed on my tailbone while rushing around in the morning trying to get ready for school. In my morbid curiousity, I feel the need to draw my injury sites. Behold!
(These are all pretty tiny - so click on them if you want to see larger size)
and my tailbone, looking like an alien symbiont:
I said to Mom that I'd like to practice drawing a bit more, because really I still draw exactly the same way I did twenty-five years ago. For instance, if I rummaged through old notes (probably moldy in Mom and Dad's basement) I'd find this exact same imaginary guy:
Speaking of being a student - the sentiments in April tend to be the same:
I'm really trying to get past my childhood/young adult habits, though, so I'm practicing the exercises in the book, Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain and The Natural Way to Draw. They seem sort of helpful. Anyway, it doesn't matter if I get any better or not. It's fun to do, and an excuse to buy more colored pencils. I always did love school supplies.
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