It was while sitting through long college lectures that my interest in drawing really started to grow. At the end of the day my notebooks often contained more pictures and doodles than words, as this clip of notes from a lecture on Jane Eyre shows.
It’s interesting to me that someone who today draws rather literal landscapes started out much more in the realm of fantasy.
Maybe I need to reconnect with my long-haired, 24-fingered self.
Some of the best work I've done isn't hanging on a wall; it's sitting in a box in my closet that's full of my old sketch books. I fill up one or two books each year. Some of the sketches end up as a basis of a more formal work, but most don't. They’re more important to me as a pictorial diary and also as on-going training; learning to really see and to understand shape, light and color.
This blog is to share my sketches as well as my sketching experiences.