I sketched the lady below immediately after the sketch from yesterday. Somehow the odd spirit of that drawing transferred to the one below. My blind drawings of profiles seem to be better than the ones I compose while sketching normally. I started this one too low on the page and decided to continue the fiction by laying in the table at chin level. The overall impression is of a little old lady. In real life, the lady wasn’t that old.
I love the way she is shortsightedly peering at the book. I feel a kinship. This is a great drawing.
Thanks, Claudia. I hit a stride in the past couple of drawings. Not sure exactly sure to what I can attribute it.
Sometimes the hand knows what to do and does it, I think it’s a result of the practice that went before. Or so it seems to me, in my experience of art, or other things, like sports, or even playing a piece of music. It’s like a change takes place backstage and suddenly…the performance takes place with ease.
Certainly repetition of musical pieces or scripts of plays improves performance. Practice in the visual arts also improves performance. It probably also promotes a style across different pieces.