Once upon a time, I drew. A lot. I wrote a lot. I read a lot. Then I had children. I still read a lot. I even managed to write a lot. But drawing slipped away. And now even my penmanship slipping away as my writing becomes increasingly scrawl-like and illegible. Over time, skills degenerate. If you don’t use it you lose it and I’ve lost it.
But apparently I want to get it back. In going through my bookshelves I kept finding books, resources, and such I had accumulated through the years. Some I can even guesstimate were bought ten or more years ago.
Last week I was talking about connecting with others and perhaps picking a theme for the year or month-by-month. Two of you chimed in and I sort of clarified my thinking a bit. Truth is, however, I haven’t managed to fill out that really awesome blogging planner document so I guess I haven’t narrowed things down sufficiently enough. I just stare at it, the branches and can’t begin to prioritize my too many ideas spinning around in my head.
So there I was looking through my books and coming up with too many ideas and I’m noticing these various books on drawing and sort of shaking my head, remembering the time I won a blue ribbon for one of my drawings when I didn’t even know there was a contest involved and the other time when I was in middle school and a teacher sold one of my pieces for $50 dollars and I didn’t realize that they were auctioning off the pieces to the highest bidder.
It occurred to me that maybe I need to put these books to use and perhaps that this would be a means of connection, that some of my readers would be thinking about doing calligraphy or maybe just playing with a sketchbook, some other means of self-expression, for a while. And there’s room here for practically anyone. I know one person who said they want to practice some painting, another who says they want to do some calligraphy, and I seem to have accumulated more than a few drawing resources. I even the workbook for Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain.
I am so married to words and I sometimes I feel, on that deeply subconscious intuitive level, I should allow my visual artist space for expression. Maybe after I take the certification at the end of the year.
In the meantime, I received my first call to jury duty and I will be going tomorrow. I don’t know how long I will be committed to doing my civic duty. The card I received telling me to appear, where and when, said I should be prepared to be there for one week. Last week I saw the doctor about my ears, which were bothering me. I had some buildup and they needed to flush my ears out. It was highly unpleasant. Given that people often find themselves feeling so dizzy that they “fall out” you can imagine how I was feeling. And here I am, less than a week later, and my ears still feel funky.
- Netflix streaming movie group
- Salon exploring philosophy and art
- Creative expression
Chime in with your comments in the meantime. I’m open to ideas!