My five-pear meditation on Thursday morning was satisfying at the time. That is, it did its work as meditation. Somehow, though, I didn’t feel I’d caught the essence of the pears, and the next morning I drew a single pear over and over and over.
I like
the sketchy, not overworked effect of the last drawing, but I still felt
something was missing, and I realized I had begun to yearn for --
color! Satisfied
for years with only pencil or black ink pen, I am surprised to find a hunger
for color growing in me. Fortunately, the little beginner's art kit David gave
me for Christmas – what? ten years ago? – includes, along with pencils, colored
pencils and pastel sticks. So "back to the drawing board" on Friday evening was a move made with new tools.
This is
a big (though still quiet) leap for me to take, and I’m not sure what 2014 will manifest, in terms of my
drawing experiments. Perhaps there will be more expeditions into color; on the
other hand, there may well be a retreat to monochrome. It doesn’t matter. It’s
all just part of looking, seeing, and trying things out. And however obsessive I become over the day's subject, the meditative practice of drawing continues to provide a calm oasis in my world.
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