I overdid it last Saturday in my “current condition” when I was weeding out the big veg plot, so had to opt for something a little less physical on Sunday to pass the time. So for the first time in about 10 years I picked up some pastels I found in the cupboard and did a few sketches.
My first attempt at a blue tit sketch was going well until I bungled the feet… smudging out and trying to redraw just resulted in some big black oversized blobs.
So I tried again, this time with another one of my favourite British garden birds, a wren. Was more pleased with this one. More surprised than anything that I could still pick up a drawing medium, make some marks, and create something that resembles something else.. that’s actually recognisable.
One thing I’ve realised is that I really, really miss “doing art” and being freely creative. I definitely need more of it in my life, where it’s not restricted by client briefs, timesheets or deadlines. Just me doing some art because I feel like it and because it makes me happy.
I was originally thinking of doing some small pictures to hang in the nursery when we start to move things around. I’ll probably still do that but now I’m thinking I could make a few Smallest Smallholding-inspired things and see if I can tempt some buyers to part with a little cash in return for a jaunty, rather sketchy and messy picture of things in nature. What do you think?