It has been a week since I began this drawing. However, Wednesday is the only day that I really have to sit down and truly give it time to develop.
Now that I have finished a very hefty amount of editing on my debut novel, Nexus Gate 4037: The Animal, I have a bit more time on my hands and I plan to use it building this piece.
I have taken some liberties in how many peeks and valleys are in my drawing versus the original image. Really, I am more interested in learning how to build color with color pencil than anything. I am still in the layering stages, applying different colors on top of the others in order to achieve the tone that I am looking for. This is a practice in patience as well as growth.
Last week I did a sketch of a woman’s face. And although I was pleased with overcoming the challenge of handling graphite, I was not satisfied with the end result as it compared to the image I was drawing from.
Today, rather than lean on my crutch of colored pencils, I pulled out my Creta color graphite pencils, opened that same photo, and spent nearly an hour working on the image…again.
What I ended up with today, to me, is a giant leap of improvement compared to the first attempt. The proportions are in line with the original image, which makes my soul happy.
I am gaining more confidence with drawing with graphite alone, which in my humble opinion, is a good foundation for drawing. I am eager to dive in and try some drawings and illustrations done with Copic markers, of houses as well as people. but all in time.
Today I decided, again, to continue my practice with the use of graphite on paper, Cretacolor Monolith, graphite pencil to be exact. That familiar but waining hesitation was felt the moment I decided to use graphite instead of something that I am more confident in manipulating such as ballpoint pen or colored pencil.
I recognize that my hesitation or fear is born out of a mental lie that I have somehow bought into, and I feel that confronting that lie is the sole reason why the Holy Spirit nudges me to start this journey with graphite…for now.
I spent around forty minutes working on this face. I can already see where I have some discrepancies with proportions, still, I am satisfied with dealing this ‘dragon’ one more deadly blow as I gain back my confidence with using graphite.
It is very likely that I will revisit this image again in the future, but with the medium of colored pencil. Then, we shall do a compare and contrast, maybe even next Wednesday.
Several years ago I purchased the anniversary box set of Copic Markers…and then I didn’t bother to use them.
It wasn’t anything personal against the markers. I was simply in a place where I was painting and didn’t give any thought to using any other medium but I had enough sense to take advantage of my employee discount and purchase the Copics at a fraction of the cost.
I started this image a while ago but put it away and didn’t finish until today. I have decided this year that I will spend Wednesday afternoons listening to spiritual teachings while I sketch. I am ‘stretching’ my old artistic muscles and I have to say I am pleased with the results today.
The first month of 2018 is nearly done, but blessedly new habits are just beginning. As I sat and listened to a teaching from FreshLife Church, speaking on how the habits we make today create the life we will have tomorrow, I took the time to sketch.
It has been several months and maybe even a year since I have done a sketch. It has been at least five since I have done one in plain, old, graphite. Over the past few years, I have either focused on the colored pencil sketches or those done in vibrant and messy strokes of ballpoint pen.
Today, I felt the Lord challenging me to sketch in pencil.
As bizarre as it sounds I felt a bit of trepidation and even found myself erasing and starting again as the work that I had done was sorry to say the least.
Why? I was working from a place of fear, that ugly fear of failure that still tries to make its home where it has been forevermore evicted.
It took several long minutes for me to finally loosen up enough to just…draw. But I am grateful that the Holy Spirit placed Himself at the exit of my creativity and refused to let me leave without facing this challenge head-on.
I wouldn’t call this my best work by any stretch but I give it high marks for effort.
I have a burning thirst to sling some oil paint. I am comfortable there. I can do so without much thought, but I need to gain my confidence back with the pencil.
Back at the dawn of this blog in December of 2013 I had made it a point to draw or sketch at least 5 days a week for at least 15 minutes a day. I am beginning that trend again and I feel incredible about it. This drawing “Looking Up” was done just shy of an hour.
It’s been far too long since I allowed myself the time to sketch and breath. I took somewhere between 20 and 30 minutes to hash this out and although I feel like a knot has been worked out of my creative muscles, I still have the itch that says ‘you could have done better.’ For this reason I’ve decided to give this image a few more tries. Stay tuned…
Yesterday I posted a profile drawing of the character from a novel I have yet to write, Asaph Timby. Since I couldn’t shake the need to draw again, (not complaining) I have spent the better part of 4 hours doing just that.
As far as artistic expression goes, the front facing image of Asaph is quite nice, BUT too handsome for the character I am seeing in my head. Yes, the front facing image is with his head slightly (and I mean slightly) tilted forward, whereas his profile is slightly angled upward. I have to say I am pleased with both, but as far as the character goes the one in the Pink is more Asaph Timby than the one in blue.
So…I made the one in blue scowl a bit…
…I mean being creative is all about taking chances even when we can’t undo what we have done…Its all good though. And STILL the PINK ASAPH wins as the closest image to the character.
Here is how the front view drawing all began.
In the end I feel full. I am also relieved that I have jpeg images of all the drawings so I am not out of one image.
I love drawing in ballpoint pen. I love the fact that you have no ability to “undue” a stroke that you have made. Whatever you do, you have to do it on purpose, and any mistake you make you have to figure out how to work with it or run the risk of scraping your entire piece. (I could however do without the “blobs” of ink that roll of the pen head every now and again.)
We need to take the same approach in life. We need to go at all challenges and goals with purpose, but learn how to use our failures as stepping stones towards our goals; work them into the masterpiece of our destinies.
As a believer in Christ, I rest secure in the Word that says,
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” (Romans 8:28)
All means…well, All. There is hope in knowing that, but with the “all” is the word “purpose”. We should act and do and create on purpose, for good, and rest in knowing that no matter what, no matter the unforeseen blob of ink or unintentional smear, all things will work out, even the best intended misplaced stroke.