I took time to make something with my hands and some gouache paint today. It is always a grounding experience to push color around with a tiny paintbrush. This image has been in my head for a while. I tend to wait to start a piece until I have figured out what the most effective medium is to tell the story, and I don’t always know where the story may end up. The way I see it though is that the most important part is just to start.
Last year my focus of improvement was in gesture drawing and conveying more movement and action in my figures. I had to become more comfortable with working more loosely and treat each mark as an opportunity for learning rather than a precious object that may be ruined.
Freehand drawing used to intimidate me and I viewed it as a skill I did not possess. After a year of doing it with permanent markers without the option to erase or undo I’m feeling more comfortable with diving into a fresh sheet of paper. The worst that can happen is that I just have to start all over again.