I’ve woken up early – far earlier than I usually do – and the first thing I reach for is the notebook to do my morning pages.
Today is the 12th day that I have been doing the Artist’s Way. I’m proud of myself for keeping on going, although I haven’t been paying quite as close attention to the tasks this week as perhaps I should have.
The problem is that I still remember the tasks of this week from last time I attempted the Way. I read the book, roll my eyes, and say, “Not that again.” I wonder how much of it is a reluctance to work on myself. Reluctance to face up to what causes my artistic blocks in the first place.
But there are signs that the blocks are moving. Just yesterday, I picked up my sketching pencils for the first time in a while. I opened 100 Figures and Faces by Chris Legaspi and drew a few faces with a step-by-step guide. I have promised myself that one day I will have drawn all 100 figures and faces in this book. For now, I am at about five. Here is one of the drawings I did of a miserable girl (perhaps it is my inner child artist sulking that I have been ignoring them for so long):

See you tomorrow*.
*later today because I missed a day!








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