I had started and discarded twenty sketches or more by the time that I finally finished one. It happened a couple of weeks ago. Until then, none were perfect and that’s where I had gotten discouraged, wadded each up and thrown it away. In the interest of simply filling the page, I saw the finalContinue reading “The First to Work”
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Regret
I once had a sweet little studio In Grants Pass, Oregon. It was on the upper floor of the house where I lived. In it, I drew meticulous drawings (so painstaking, in fact, that I finished very few). A bout of nostalgia made me reflect on that work today. I spent a couple of hoursContinue reading “Regret”