I toyed with the idea of schlepping to an interesting town to have a little afternoon sketching session. I was thinking Montclair, NJ, or Brooklyn, NY, but I started apprehending the pressure to have to sketch something of value. After driving my VW diesel (and polluting 40 times the initial amount, lest we should forget) across NJ, after finding a spot to park, blah blah, I would have sat down and felt an enormous amount of "ok, let's not f*** this one up" -- and that's the last thing I want to have in the back of my mind as I am struggling with the early weeks of the fall and the quasi-incapacity to draw outside for the next 6 months. 

So I went next door -- I would have gladly walked there but city planning in NJ (or rather lack thereof) being what it is, I drove (polluting only for a couple of miles), stopped, spotted a neat building in town, and set out... not to draw it. Because as I sat in front of it, I noticed I was positioned perpendicular to an alleyway and THAT looked really appealing. So I sketched that instead. 

And that's precisely it: let whatever guide you. Think you are out there to sketch a tree and come home having filled your sketchbook pages with cars. Or vice versa. As long as you make a mark on the paper and continue scratching away with your pen. 

Pigma Micron 05 and watercolor in Stillman & Birn sketchbook.


I want to go back to sketch the entire town.
Pigma Micron 05 + watercolor in my Stillman & Birn sketchbook.


I am aware of how oxymoronic "forcing myself to loosen up" sounds. But sometimes, when I have the iPad on my lap and the choice to draw or taking a crack at some serious blind contour-ism, I go for the latter. It amounts to nothing, but the release of the gesture, the lack of attention to detail, the refusal to even dwell anywhere -- all that creates an experience that I, like many, don't allow myself to have often enough. Throw the damn results to the wind already and embrace the gesture, the tacit understanding between your hand and your eye -- and whatever the brain does in between. Trust. Trust the hand. Trust the eye. Because your kitty will be in this very pose for the next 3 seconds tops while cleaning herself.
Paper app & Pencil.


During yesterday's faculty meeting. Pigma Micron 05 in Stillman & Birn sketchbook.
Because it's Inktober.


It's Inktober and what a great excuse it is to just whip out the Pigma Microns and draw whatever. In my case today: a piece of my kitchen and the kitty water bowl.