The six weeks are up and my sketchbook is completely filled. I’ve never filled a sketchbook before and consider this a very satisfying accomplishment. This class was more fun than any art class I’ve taken in person and I’m pretty bummed I have to wait until October to start the next one. October?! Gah.
I got to the last page in my sketchbook- the very last- the page with the actual back cover. I wanted to try my hand at actually composing a sketchbook page with some thought, rather than my normal diving right in there with absolutely no plan. I decided to make 6 mini-drawings representing each of the lessons and try my best to make them look like they belong together. Unfortunately, the back cover makes the size of the page too large to fit in my always disappointing scanner, making it blurry. So, this is an also-but less-blurry, photo.
Everybody, just go out there and sign up for the next Sketchbook Skool right now. I did.
Ok, well, not really because you can’t yet, but I will.
My 3-year-old saw the selfie and said, “Mom, is that you??” I proudly said, “Yes!” And then he said, “It doesn’t look like you.”
Huuuuhhh. To which I replied, “Well, it looked enough like me that you knew it was me, so there. And what do you know? You’re a kid.”
Cathy Johnson’s second lesson was on drawing in nature. I was on vacation at the beach this entire week, which should’ve been a good place to draw in nature, but drawing landscapes is one of those things for me like cleaning the toilet and I kept putting it off.
I really like these two ocean thumbnails! My favorite of the bunch. And I had to throw in a power pole for my husband. (He works for the electric company. And does not shut up about power lines. Ever.)
This is the worst. I see other people draw these terrific trees and bushes that look so great. I need some serious practice here. Bleh.