It's the end of an era. This has been a particularly special sketchbook. It spanned seven years, three cities, and two countries. It was never been meant for public consumption, and many of the pages are not worth looking at. But it has been encouraging, at the end of the year, to take a minute to reflect on where I came from before continuing to move forward. I'm a different person now than I was when I started drawing in this book, and while some of the pages are cringeworthy, I'm glad to have this as a record of the steps I've taken towards becoming a better artist and, I hope, a more empathetic person.
Drawing is a process of correction. It's a record of time spent in the studio, a record of things seen and things remembered. Drawing is a way of understanding the world and how to move through it with grace and compassion. Drawing is the root of everything. Drawing is always the answer. Resolve to draw more.
These are a few pages that made me smile today. I hope they do the same for you.
So long, old gal.
