I have purchased three new sketchbooks in the last 6 weeks. Each of them once held such promise within its blank pages. The little blue sketchbook, perfectly sized for my messenger bag, fell victim to a coffee spill while I was on the go. Its most recent entry is a scribbly reminder to buy toilet paper and envelopes at the store.
I was talking with a student/fellow artist last week about the direction his sculptural vessel was taking. My advice to him was, "finish the sentence." Despite his initial cross-eyed reaction, he showed me the piece a few days later and he had, indeed, finished his sentence.
I have never finished my own sketchbook sentence. What I mean is, I have never committed fully to effortful drawings cover - t0- cover. Because of convenience peppered with a lack of organization, my sketchbooks fall victim to grocery lists.
Because this blog is a virtual sketchbook, I operate under the assumption that I am writing to the public. I have not put many of my own pen and paper sketches in here: it's been more about ideas. However, I would like to make a public commitment to finishing the sentence in my real sketchbook like I do in the virtual one. Not every drawing needs to be masterpiece - worthy. It's a sketchbook, after all. However, I need to finish what I start and give enough dignity to my visions to see them through. I vow to update regularly on this commitment and risk public shame if I let the grocery list monster in.
My newest prize, a goldenrod colored flexi-sketch, contains 300 perfect 8"x8" pages. This book is ripe with promise. I even purchased 3 new ink pens to draw with. Sigh. The drawing here is on page #2 . . .