This afternoon I finally used a pedicure gift card from Christmas. Yeah, I'm a procrastinator. That's beside the point. I decided today would be my first foray into actual public sketching. (Last week's parade sketching was from a van. I don't think anyone noticed.) As the warm water swirled, I mentioned wanting to test out a new pen. The manicurist was cool with it, so I hesitantly cartooned me in a massage chair and then sketched random objects in the room. . . . Not feeling it. So, I turned to more comfortable subjects - my hand, book, knee and foot far below. Uh huh, that's better. New page... hmmm. Sandy, the manicurist, had a long flippy pony tail and swooshy bangs. I nervously (drawing unaware people feels invasive) recorded the lines of her bent head and dark hair. She kept moving and I messed up her neck & shoulder. Can't erase pen marks - pooh. I looked around for something stationary. Inspired by a lovely "relax" sign, a little doodling came next. We chatted and eventually came to the subject of my art journey. I showed Sandy the page and she seemed impressed. It's weird showing your work to strangers and I was a bit embarrassed. I don't want fake praise and people are usually too nice. I was skeptical, so I showed it to my husband this evening. I can count on him to be honest. "What do you think this is?" . . . "Someone with hair in her face, but the neck is weird." See, honest. I was glad he could tell what it was and I agreed about the neck. Couldn't leave that be - had to try marking it out a bit before sharing.
Friday, October 12, 2012
New Tools & Sketching Strangers
This afternoon I finally used a pedicure gift card from Christmas. Yeah, I'm a procrastinator. That's beside the point. I decided today would be my first foray into actual public sketching. (Last week's parade sketching was from a van. I don't think anyone noticed.) As the warm water swirled, I mentioned wanting to test out a new pen. The manicurist was cool with it, so I hesitantly cartooned me in a massage chair and then sketched random objects in the room. . . . Not feeling it. So, I turned to more comfortable subjects - my hand, book, knee and foot far below. Uh huh, that's better. New page... hmmm. Sandy, the manicurist, had a long flippy pony tail and swooshy bangs. I nervously (drawing unaware people feels invasive) recorded the lines of her bent head and dark hair. She kept moving and I messed up her neck & shoulder. Can't erase pen marks - pooh. I looked around for something stationary. Inspired by a lovely "relax" sign, a little doodling came next. We chatted and eventually came to the subject of my art journey. I showed Sandy the page and she seemed impressed. It's weird showing your work to strangers and I was a bit embarrassed. I don't want fake praise and people are usually too nice. I was skeptical, so I showed it to my husband this evening. I can count on him to be honest. "What do you think this is?" . . . "Someone with hair in her face, but the neck is weird." See, honest. I was glad he could tell what it was and I agreed about the neck. Couldn't leave that be - had to try marking it out a bit before sharing.
Labels:
artist journey,
Micron,
pedicure,
PITT pen,
sketchbook
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