I was initially accepted into art school back in the 80's because of my portfolio of portraits in pencil. Working in pencil is fun for sketching, but I find sitting at a table creating a completed drawing to be exhausting and was thrilled once I stepped into the painting studio. There we worked large and played with vibrant colour and I was smitten with paint and canvas. I loved building canvases, cutting the stretcher bars and enjoying the give of canvas, like a drum. I don't stretch my own too often anymore...I think that's about to change as I miss that physical act.
Anyway, back to drawing...I remember preparing my portfolio for art college. I sat at my desk for a solid week, drawing for hours each day. My hands cramped and my back was sore but I finished all the work and, in the end, was accepted to every school that I applied. The thing I enjoy the most about drawing is that it only requires very little in the way of space and materials - just pencil, paper and eraser.
Unfortunately that portfolio was stolen. At first I was severely disappointed but then quite pleased that someone liked my drawings that much. I never did photograph my work in those days, wish I did, but I do have the memory of it.
Honouring the Ancestors
Great Places Plan