For the past few days I’ve been focused on trying to regain whatever skills I developed with pencils, a few years ago. Slow-going, lots of missteps and frustrating messes. I used to be able to draw eyes. Good ones! They looked the way I wanted them to! Now, because I didn’t draw for so long, I draw the eyes I drew when I was learning to draw them the first time. Not good ones! They don’t look the way I wanted them to!
It’s humbling. It’s also making me want to break a few pencils after I scribble all over those not-good-eyes.
But pencils are expensive and I can’t destroy honest attempts. Instead, I took a break with iPastels and made the silly face above.
Silly is good. I enjoyed my little escape and can now return to pencils, renewed.