I sat in the library of my school today and tried to do something I am incapable of doing: draw a room with ceiling, floor and all. People kept moving around, so I didn't capture anyone -- except Kim who was sitting on the left hand side. But even she eventually got up and went back to class. My buddy Megan was sitting next to me and she drew the same scene. If she uploads it, I will put the link here.
The best way to stop brewing over drawing (or, in my case, not drawing) is to actually draw, right? But sometimes, the mere act of reaching for a sketchbook or a blank piece of paper can be daunting -- and it usually results in no drawing at all. Tonight as I was finishing grading some quizzes, I decided to grab one whose back had not been doodled on (as I often urge my students to flip their papers at the end of a quiz and kill a couple of minutes by doodling while everybody finishes), and I used that as my support. Tomorrow when I give my Freshmen students their quizzes back, Géraldine will have a puppy in the back of hers. 2B mechanical pencil on photocopy paper.
I had not drawn anything with a pen in what seemed like weeks. When I opened my sketchbook (the Canson one, that I keep in my purse), I noticed the last drawing dated back to last July. I recently took some "bread and cream cheese" shots of Nora -- but I get particularly tickled by the ones where we see her little hands. So there it is, a little portrait of Nora eating bread and cream cheese with my Pigma Micron 05.