Today wasn’t like the other days. Something about the light. Like all that had been before, the darkness and uncertainty, the fear and the pain. Gone. That expectation that tomorrow would be as today as yesterday shattered as he opened the curtains and let the light shine in.
A new day. Certainly. And this time a hope of a new beginning.
I’m not sure how to best summarise the month of sketching. Here’s a little overview in one image of some of them. It has been fun. My aim was to draw every day in January and I’ve done that. Which I am pleased with. I don’t want to stop, but I think I need to revise the plan a little as I’m not sure I’m going to manage every day… Also, my phone camera won’t focus on anything which is a pain. I’m having to take pictures of my sketches using the face camera of my phone. It’s not easy.
Anyway – here is my month of #DrawEveryDay
One of the great benefits of #DrawEveryDay has been that my children, especially Anna, have been keen to join in. They have, over the last few weeks, asked if we could draw together more times than in the whole of last year. It has been lovely. This has been aided slightly by the fact that all three of them were given different art equipment as Christmas presents. It has resulted in sitting round the table with our paper and pencils just drawing.
Last night Anna asked is we could sketch instead of reading and then said “let’s do self portraits of each other”. After a quick lesson in what a self portrait actually is, and then ascertaining that Anna actually wanted to do portraits of each other we sat down on opposite sides of the table and drew.
I realised quite quickly that while my drawing skills are improving I have no ability to actually make my sketch of a person look like a specific person. So, below is my attempt at Anna. Safe to say it looks nothing like Anna, but when Isaac saw it he said “Just call the picture ‘Girl’ and you’re sorted”.
After that short introduction, I present ‘Girl’.
The car didn’t stop at the lights. That much was true. The fact that the lights were green at the time didn’t seem to concern the police officer standing over Martin who, frankly, looked like he wanted a good reason to try out the gun that currently sat, holstered but unclipped, by his side.
It probably didn’t even have to be a good reason. Any reason would do. One chance to take out the gun, release the safety, and empty the clip into anyone he could find.
Martin didn’t want to die. Ok, that was not completely true. He didn’t want to die just yet. Not for another 37 minutes. But he didn’t want to be blamed for killing the idiot who must have jumped a red light. There was no way Martin could have stopped in time. Nor should he have had to, given that his light was green. And green, as far as he remembered, meant go. That is the reason his car hadn’t stopped at the lights. That is the reason Martin hit the idiot, who must have jumped a red light, side on at 60mph. That is why Martin met Officer Loaded Gun. That is why Martin was going to be late. And today was not a good day to be running late.
Martin looked at the ground. He had his shoes on the wrong feet.
This, of course, didn’t matter when the bomb went off.
Here we go. Update number one. I’ve enjoyed this challenge so far. Some days I’ve spent more time drawing than others. I have mostly been playing around with shading and things this time but I’ve also started out on a longer term drawing for a specific purpose. Here are the ‘complete’ sketches that I’ve done.
I want to draw every day.
I am pretty sure I won’t post what I draw every day, though I may do weekly summaries if I get round to it.
First thing was just the star from our Christmas tree.
This is kind of where I want to live:
It’s a proposed development of a site in Stocksbridge by a group called Our Green Homes and the planning application has just been submitted. Ideally we’d need a four bedroom semi detached but I love this idea of a sustainably built house that is powered by renewable energy.