Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Follow The Muse.
I guess I'm bored.
I have been enjoying doodling flowers, but in my head they didn't belong in my sketchbook. They are illustrations, not drawings, and should therefore be on nice paper and I should take my time with them and plan them out and treat them like ... um ... well ... ART.
Which of course means I end up all freaked out, trying to make them perfect and not having any fun. Been there, done that, not gonna do it again.
I want to draw silly, cutsey, doodley, mostly-made-up florals. That's where my little artist brain is taking me. And that's okay.
I know, who am I trying to convince, you or me?
So I got a new sketchbook (Gasp! I haven't even finished the old one), my favorite Faber-Castell Pitt Artist Pens and a folder of quotes and phrases I've been collecting forever. Maybe I'll turn some of them into more planned, finished pieces, but for now I'm having fun combining words and doodles.
And that really is okay.
(Drawn in my Leuchtturm 1917 Dotted Medium Notebook)