clearly savoring this drawing

I’ve had a few failures hit my drawing wall this summer. After moving my studio into my home my storage space for new work got a little tighter. With the limited space I had to slow down production on my original drawings while hoping sales would take a turn for the better. The sales front has been slow for everyone in the art world, it’ll come back in time, but for now I need to slow down until my work finds a home.

Slowing my pace came at a good time but I am ready for it to pick back up. As I had some recent blunders I had a small worry I was rusty. How silly of me, I just needed to accept the lessons that came with the failed drawings and remember I can do this.

This drawing is slowly coming together and restoring my faith. I might be savoring it a bit too much, though. Yesterday I drew on something else even though I wanted to work on this one, but I was a teeny bit scared I’d mess it up.

I take pictures of my work as the process moves along, pull them up later, and admire my work with some distance between us. I keep coming back to this one with a lot of pride.

There is this funny phenomenon that artists face when drawings go smoothly and just spill out of us with ease – we hardcore doubt it’s quality. We can never be rational about things. Or is that just me?