Approaching the 50th day of a drawing a day --- and I expect something gold in celebration from all of you dear readers! But really -- I have been reflecting on what I have learned so far in this process --- with the caveat that there are 315 more days to go.
What I have learned is that it does matter that the drawing is done -- and this is not so much about drawing each day but on greater level. That each day space is made for making and sharing of what is made --- that is human and real.
In these days, I have tried so many different times of day and approaches in these 49-ish days. I have made my drawings in the morning before work --- in the evening before I go to bed -- in the afternoon when I get home. I have tried to coalesce ideas and organize images. There is no exact approach.There is no just right time. What is just right is that I don't think about it anymore --- I simply know that I'm going to make a drawing and that's that.
I have started to think about art materials --- now this might seem odd--- but I am in the practice of deprivation when it comes to a lot of materials --- Its akin to walking into a 7-11 for me --- my work becomes all sugar and no substance because when I have a wealth of materials to mess with I focus on that and not the image --- I think this is changing --- and I am considering more stuff for painting and making because it would help me and it interests me --- minor details but important learning for one who only buys what I need and never over indulges in beautiful tubes of paint and pastels.I am meandering. And really that's the point.
Making a drawing each day has allowed the important space for meandering, for wondering and wandering. This is essential space I have been missing for a very long time. I am still goal oriented--- but now I am getting to this goal each day, each step, each hour that I spend . And each time I am without judgment. I simply approach and commit.