Today was the first spring day where you could comfortably sit outside without getting chilled, and I had the great luck to be working along the Squannacook River in Townsend, MA. It’s great white pine country up there. The flat, sandy soils along the river support beautiful stands of straight, thick and tall pines. I lunched about a mile from anywhere in a quiet spot with a great view of the river. I had intended to do an ink sketch of this pine standing alone on the far shore, but started out blocking it in with a Derwent HB Sketching pencil liked the feel of it so I just kept going. I used my finger to smear the background and it made the tree stand out better.
I have continued going to the figure drawing sessions once a week. For the most part my work has been bad, but every once in a while it comes out OK. It has all been enjoyable, though, and I figure that if I keep at it I may even get better at it.
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.