I’ve never been a spectacular drawer and, growing up, I looked to my best friend’s completely natural and utterly original talent and decided maybe illustration wasn’t going to be my trade. However, as I’ve gotten older, my views have changed. Every person has a unique perspective and there is no reason to compare my style to hers, nor has she ever passed judgment on my work. This last year, I’ve questioned a lot of limits I’ve been putting on myself and they all come back to one thing – fear. There is no reason to stop myself from doing something I enjoy because there will always be someone better. I will never succeed if I don’t give it a shot, blah blah blah. So, in that vein, I’ve been making a conscious effort to sketch once a week. It doesn’t matter what it is or how it turns out- I’ve just gotta keep doing it.
Here are a few of my recent sketches. My favorite thing about them is how they require me to use a part of my brain that I haven’t tapped into in a very long time. Also, they just make me happy.