Yesterday I glanced at where my sketchbook was sitting on my desk and pondered how different it has been compared to 2014 and 2015 when I started the annual Sketchbook Project with tons of enthusiasm coupled with annoyance that it was sucking up so much art making time.
As an artist and a moody person I can be up and down several times a day. Yesterday I was sick of myself; today was a good art day. I started a new drawing on a 6 x 12 inch piece of paper to possibly apply to the small works show and most of all, I went into my sketchbook and started playing around with it and having fun, getting out of my shapes filling in rut by drawing on top of the still lives:
The most important thing is to have fun. It isn’t always fun but then you have to metaphorically stand on your head and do something to shake things up. The sketchbook always invites experimenting no matter where you are with how you feel about it… then it can spill into the art I make, jumping out of the sketchbook!