The purpose of a sketch a day is just to do it - sketch! It doesn't matter if it is an involved sketch or if it is a simple contour or gesture drawing. There are no rules except to sketch each day.

Life parameters can dictate the time investment, but a sketch a day commitment is designed to elevate the personal priority of sketching ... to enforce sketching. Making it into a "resolution" validates the activity (invests it with a bit of a challenge even!) and defends against competing demands. The sketch a day is designed for practice - to reinforce basic skills, and to provide daily contemplation on the issues of two dimensional representation.

Several of us are doing a sketch a day, and I would enjoy hearing from anyone else who decides to join in. We share our efforts, support each other, keep each other honest and... hopefully we'll have some fun doing this!

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Showing posts with label feet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feet. Show all posts

Saturday, October 1, 2011

October 1, 2011

     Here's a quickish sketch of my son's big bare feet propped up on a table while he's watching television.

Monday, May 30, 2011

May 25, 2011

    A scratchy 'what the hell' sketch of my mother's feet. We were watching T.V. in the evening and since it often makes people nervous to draw them (and I can hardly take a photo of my mother without her ducking and hiding) I started to draw her feet... a safe enough subject. Except. She recrossed them after I had the outline for the top foot done, then recrossed. Then recrossed and uncrossed. And so on... I had already (optimistically) started to adjust the sketch for the second move when the third arrived, and finally I ended up with a blind-contour-looking sketch which I have elected to post as a sketch for that day since after all that Is the sketch I did that day and I earned it! Besides, wonkey and mis-sized, my mother's teeny keds-clad feet look strangely cute to me...

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Feb. 10, 2011

    Work boots, ankles crossed, up on the table. Oh well...

Monday, January 24, 2011

Jan. 11, 2011



    My feet - the way I see them - stretched out in front of me, usually bare... 'nuff said.