I keep thinking I don’t have art to upload and that I have to keep creating new things. But that’s actually really not true, because in the midst of uploading today’s art, or well, a sketch from the last few days, I realised that I had a whole bunch of art already in my wordpress media library.

ah well, fodder for more posts in the near future I guess.

Ink sketch, with a pentel pigment brush pen.

Honestly this didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to at all. I haven’t used the brush pen in a while, so it felt really clumsy, and then I realised I shouldn’t have done it on cartridge paper because I wanted to define the face with some diluted ink.

Buuuut. idk.

I wonder if I’ve forgotten the meaning of sketching lmao. I wonder if I’ve started thinking of anything I draw, foolishly, as a finished piece, and of sketches that don’t pan out as ’waste’.

Because nothing is ever really wasted. Every drawing is an improvement, or a relaxation. And I remind myself constantly that’s okay.

Chase the emotion of the piece. What you want people to feel when they see it. Don’t chase technical perfection. Or at least, that’s what I decided to myself a while ago. Just have to keep reminding myself until it becomes engrained, until I forget that I ever defaulted otherwise. ✌️