Drawing can be torturous, painful and frustrating... (coming from the mouth of an Art Major? What!?) With homework assignments and extra class time this week, I felt like my eyes might begin to cross and my mind would fog over. Staring at inanimate objects for long periods of time, zooming in on and tracing every line with your eyes, squinting, measuring, shading, it's actually hard work! I kept wondering...Can I justify spending my time doing this? Do I even like these drawings? Am I using my time to produce something worthwhile? (These are questions I often ponder... especially if sometimes while drawing I feel slightly miserable) HOWEVER! Upon reflecting on the week, I came to the realization that I was seeing everything around me in a whole new way. I was no longer seeing fabric but an compilation of volumonous figures of deep valued variation. The corners of walls and buildings became plan-changes each with their own rich gradations. Who other than artists are fortunate to see their world in this manner? My eyes feel blessed.
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