Way back in the early days of the blog I spoke a few times about my desire to learn how to draw. For some reason, it's always seemed to be a skill that was beyond me. I certainly knew several classmates who were considerably more gifted than I...and as this was one thing that didn't come naturally I think I allowed myself to be well and truly scared off.
Perhaps we should discuss someday the fact that unless it comes easily I don't do it...it's a topic worth exploring for many, many reasons.
Anyway, I've been thinking a lot lately about my friend Cathy Johnson, who is a gifted artist and a very magical human being, and decided today to post something to make her smile.
SO, I present, two of my sketches from my short-lived attempt to learn how to draw back in 2008. I'm actually quite fond of the first...and still have no idea how I managed to accurately reproduce the pattern from my knitting bag. The second has always made me laugh because the source material was a picture of a sweet, happy bird and mine wound up looking rather p'd off.