Pen Love

I've always loved pens. I literally have hundreds of them. But that didn't stop me from ordered a bunch more. Flex pens. Pens with odd looking tips. Inks. I've been drawing.

I'm not one of those people who draws with precision. I have a brother-in-law who can freehand a building with cupolas, windows, all sorts of architectural features and not get a line out of place. That isn't me. I wish. But no.

I'm going to show you some pages drawn in the last few days in my new Stillman & Birn Gamma sketchbook. I'm trying out new pens, new inks, new approaches. The spiffy clean sketchbook is rather intimidating.

The first sketch is wobbly and tight.

So I drew the second one with a stick. ha ha. But no.

Drew another one so tight I can hardly breathe looking at it.

And don't make the mistake I did of looking at all the other sketch artists online. Especially those Urban Sketch Crawlers in Singapore. Don't look!!

 

Compare and despair. But I'm not giving up.

I want to sketch and I want it to be fun.

It isn't fun when you're trying too hard. It's only fun when you're learning along the way and seeing improvement.

You have to kiss a frog or two.

And just accept whatever comes.

So I'm just going to draw. Like a mad photographer capturing images good and indifferent.

I'm going to ride this pony until I've had my fill.

Danny Gregory and his guests entertained me today.

Liz Steel is a real inspiration - enthusiastic and fun. She visited the Singapore Urban Sketchers and I added another item to my bucket list. (yeah, I'm dreaming.)  If you click on the link you can hear a great interview. I've listened to it twice now.

Here's a peony for anyone who doesn't have one. The rhodies are popping, we have new fruit trees, and I'll try to do a garden post next time. But no promises. I have some sketchin' to do. xo