What I’m doing with my time off
Today, I started on the layout for my painting. I’m shitting myself cos I don’t know what I’m doing. My worst fear at the moment is that the white background colour will cover up the pencil lines and I’ll have to redo all these bloody circles again. This was my one creative goal for my time off, and I only just started today. I don’t think I’ll be done in time, but it’s still fun to try.
I used a wooden pencil today, cos that’s all that would fit in my compass. And it was blunt, so I had to go shopping with the sole purpose of picking up a pencil sharpener. I haven’t done this in YEARS. I feel so damn retro. When was the last time you sharpened – or even used – a pencil pencil? Do you even remember what it feels like? I mean, what the actual fuck, right?
With the farewell gift from friends at my old work, I bought a big book of drawing. You can’t tell from the picture, but it weighs more than my cat. That’s 5kg of techniques, examples and pro tips published especially for people who want to go from zero to knowing how to draw.
Yesterday, I read the chapter on using a measuring stick. It’s not foolproof, but it helps a lot. At the very least, it forced me to think about where I was sitting relative to my subject each time I looked at it. Moving just a centimetre or two can throw off perspective and wonkify the sketch.
I’ve visited the art shop a lot in the last couple of days. I feel a tiny bit proud that the cashier guy recognises my face.
Apart from all this, I’ve spent my holiday tidying the house, cooking, working my way through American Gods, writing and mailing letters, afternoon napping (oh god, of all things, I shall miss this most), ARAMing, and finishing my team’s indoor football season with a win. :)