This is another drawing from my class with Ian Roberts. It's amazing how when you arrange a few lights and darks a certain way, suddenly a scene appears.
Almost by magic.
I realized as I looked through my work during the class, that there's still a big part of me that does not believe that I drew that.
That part of me believes it must have been magic. Some power outside of me that on a good day I can tap into, but not reliably, not regularly, not predictably.
That was a surprise. And then I reminded myself that it's not magic. It's illusion.
I got so caught up in the success of the illusion, that I bought into the 'magic' part of it too.
Doing one of these a week for the next year is the best way I know to really internalize that these are reliable skills, not unpredictable magic bestowed and withdrawn at the whim of the Muses.
