Sketchbook Finished

It turns out having a cold provided me with enough time to finish my Sketchbook for the Rozelle Artists Guild Third Annual Project Sketchbook by deadline.  I couldn’t go to meetings, so I got to stay home and draw.  Here are a few more of the pages:

Here’s a picture of people enjoying the show last year.  They hang the sketch books on string on the wall so you just go through and browse them all — great hands on art.

The show details are on this poster.  I hope you get to go — there’s a whole range of art styles.  My friend Mary Jo Karimnia has stitched art in her sketchbook.

It was a great project for me.  It made me take my sketching a little more seriously and I find I’m always more productive if I have a deadline to meet.  Otherwise, I wait until everything is perfect and so I never finish.  I never have to worry about being a perfectionist — it ain’t gonna happen.  But creativity happens every day.

 

Sketch Booking It

If I hurry a little bit, I get to be part of the Memphis Rozelle Artist’s Guild Sketchbook 2012 Project that opens on March 2:

I’ve already missed the deadline to get in the catalog but I’ve got til Thursday to get it in the mail.  To help me along in finishing it, the universe sent me a lovely cold so that I feel like sludge.  Should I draw a sludgy slug?  I wanted to do a nice themed journal about Memphis memories but it wound up going all over the place.  It did, however, give me a nice venue to process some feelings about my mom dealing with dementia.  Here are some sample pages.

One thing I really like about keeping a sketchbook or art journal is how you can see how different moods and events impact your drawing style.

The Rozelle Artist Guild show is a non-juried one, very democratic that gives it an exuberant quality.  My husband likes to say life is what happens when you’re making other plans.   I plan to get this finished in the next two days.  It’s only 16 pages, for goodness sakes.  I’ll let you know what happens.

Moving and drawing

I’ve found drawing to be a nice sort of meditation during these days before I move.  I’m going to have a much smaller studio space but a much bigger heart and head space.  All my life I’ve doodled and talked about drawing. Now at 51, I need to start walking my talk.

Metallic ink & colored pencil

I have a bit of mixed feeling about my skills, so I figure one good thing about having a blog is that it can give me a deadline.  I can go ahead and show my work, and get over it, so I can move forward.  I’m posting these ink and pencil drawings because I had such fun doing them — the repetition of pencil strokes and pen lines are strangely (and wonderfully) soothing.  Tone and texture builds up and suddenly my scribbles actually describe something — for better or worse.

pencil interpretation of Claudia Nice's ink drawing

I’m heartened by all the art journals that are now posted on line.  When I get through moving, I think I’ll do some posts directly from my journal — bad handwriting and all.  There’s a certain magic homeliness to hand written script now that our lives are drenched with technology.  I’m not trying to make any big statements with my art right now, but I do believe that the arts — writing, music, stories, drawing, and painting — are democratic and an asset in every life.  It shouldn’t be left entirely to professionals.  We see a lot of beautiful and skilled work in our lives and it makes us feel we can’t possibly do it.  But by not learning to use the arts as amateurs, we deny our souls these avenues of communication.  Even if my art is scribbly and off-key, it provides me with a way of describing life and seeing it better.  And it’s fun.

ink tree

Let yourself have some fun today.