After the first three full pages, I turned to Matt and asked him what shape should be next. He replied “Triangles.”
I finished this up Friday and haven’t started another one yet. I figure I should rectify that now. I just need to figure out what shape is next.
I’ve often found that creating and breaking habits can only be done by consciously forcing myself to commit to it. Makes sense, right? This new quest to recreate my artistic self is no different. Here are the second and third full pages in my sketchbook.
I intend to do more. Intentions are sometimes better than dreams. Dreams can feel so far away some days. I need make myself see the steps up to the heavens. Each little cloud can carry me higher. Pretty soon the stars will be within reach.
It isn’t hard to gather pens or paper. I have plenty of both. My problem is filling the page with something worth while. I prejudge and convince myself that anything I am about to do isn’t worth it and I stop before I even start. Today I set out to break this bad habit. I have no excuse for so many empty sketchbooks and blank pages.
I hope to do this more regularly. If I fill a page, it has to be worth it. If someone doesn’t like the final product, what does that matter to me? How will I ever live my life as a true artist if I never create. I’m hoping to rediscover my creative self. Today might be the start.
I’ve been trying to put pen to paper every day even if it’s silly or incomplete. I didn’t fill a page today. It’s incomplete. My weekend feels incomplete too. Something isn’t right but I can’t put my finger on it. I’m trying to realign so I can start my week off on a more positive vibe. I’m not sure I’ll manage before heading to bed. I’m running out of time but I am trying.