Four years ago, I began my journey back into drawing. It was a long process muddled with frustration, impatience, loss of confidence and laziness. I finally reached that point where, no matter what the outcome, drawing has become a part of my every day. I have accepted my limitations but have not lost faith in my ability to do better.
A fond childhood memory, Sunday afternoons at the beach drinking warm Coca Cola from colorful plastic cups and listening to the crashing waves while staring at the dark sea on our way home after sunset.
This took a while to draw. I wanted to work on proportions and shading. It’s a slow process. I don’t normally like to take my time while drawing but I see now what a difference it makes. Really seeing. Focusing on shapes, angles and not what my brain tells me what a certain object looks like. And negative space!
Very appropriate considering all the snow that has fallen so far within the past three days. I can appreciate its beauty from behind my window, not my car but from my home. The biting, cold air is a refreshing change from the stale, warm air indoors. A quick pop outdoors, take a few deep breaths and pop right back in.
Tatiana. I’ve forgotten about this perfume. Do they still sell it? I don’t remember what it smells like. Will I recognize it if I get a whiff of it today? What kind of memories will it trigger?
Crunchy snow underfoot or an unwelcome crunch coming from the woods?
What? This isn’t candy?
This summer, I came upon this plant called Elephant Ears. They grew in abundance under the big, shady trees where we used to play as children in my grandparents’ home. Obviously, I bought it, two of them actually. One of them didn’t make it but the other one seems to be doing okay. It’s scrawny and some of the stems are floppy. I think it wants to be planted in the ground but it won’t survive the cold. So, it’s staying inside and I will continue to care for it the best that I can.
There is a wealth of inspiration on the internet. I met the man with a bird on top of his head on Tumblr and discovered awesome mushrooms on Pinterest.
This is Remy.
Remy hates the cold.
Remy loves his moose sweater .
Remy likes going for walks in his comfy, cozy moose sweater.
Being Rebecca Lee: An Illustrated Journal 