Sunday, September 28, 2008
It's been months since the last life drawing session and I had hoped I wouldn't be too rusty after the TV sketching I've been doing this week. But half way through this I was wondering what on earth was I doing! What's the point of using colour pencil when I know I can't finish the drawing, or even get close to what I'm aiming for, and what's the point of going back to graphite and staying in my comfort zone?
I'm not feeling down or depressed, I see the drawing as useful practice and I'm enjoying doing the TV sketches and larger portraits but I often think that having an ability to draw in this day and age is about as useful as having a talent for playing the spoons - great, but you'll never earn a living from it. This news item about a Kate Moss drawing makes me wonder not only what is the point, but what on earth is art?! Ho hum, back to the drawing board...