One of the great things about being a human is that one — sometimes — has a chance to re-invent oneself. I see it in my boys as they go off to school, as they take jobs, as they travel. And now I’m going to engineer a small reinvention for myself. I’m going back to school. Art school. A course in illustration. So that I can draw, draw, draw. It’s a kind of reinvention, and it’s a kind of returning to something that has been in there all along.
I’m taking the first class this summer: Narrative Drawing. Here’s a self portrait from one assignment. Last week we drew Greek and Roman sculptures from the museum’s collection.
I’ve added soft sketching pencils to my box, and a good eraser. Am now off to draw hands…