Nicole

Three hours. Somebody dropped an easel onto my drawing board as I was setting up for the workshop tonight and it ripped a gaping hole through my quick sketches and long pose drawing of Liz from yesterday. He didn't even bother to say sorry either. I started to get kind of mad, but then realized, what's the point, man... it was obviously an accident and he probably didn't even notice the damage had been done. I'm not really one to rock the boat, so I simply let it go. The drawing was done out of practice anyway, and besides, I didn't want to let anger cloud my judgment, because your art is a reflection of your inner thoughts and feelings. I just kept telling myself during the workshop, go ahead and mourn its loss, but don't fret too much, just do a better drawing than last night's to make up for it. I hope I did.

After the workshop ended, my buddy Uyen lectured me that at my level, I should be drawing on more archival papers, not on this flimsy newsprint crap. He's got a point there. However, I think the reason why I'm able to let go and see my work merely as stepping stones to something better is precisely why I use shoddy paper. It doesn't let me get too emotionally attached to it if somebody inadvertently rips it to shreds.