Context
I’m a writer, but I’d like to be a comic book artist. I’ve been trying to learn how to draw on and off for years. At first, I felt like I didn’t have the talent for it, but looking back at what I’ve done in previous years, I think my problem is more about motivation. I just don’t find the same fulfillment in drawing as I do in writing. I’d like to find a way to break through this imaginary barrier…
It’s 10 in the evening, and the kids are asleep. The house is organised for the chaos of the next morning. It’s dark and quiet. I browse Flickr for inspiration, and when I find some, I pull out my oil pastels and spend the next hour in bliss, unaware of the passage of time. Just me and colours, their blending, smoothing, scraping what doesn’t work, perhaps some texture with a palette knife, etching out details. Oil pastels are very forgiving, and they don’t let you go into too much detail. They are perfect for people like me who didn’t have too much art training, and who really enjoy the process of art creation. So, in short, I enjoy the process naturally, through a medium that allows me to do so.
(I’ve done my share of charcoal works, but there the final product is far more enjoyable than the tedious process. I prefer the process.)
Oooohhhh! Maybe that’s the one thing I was missing…