My husband had a heart attack last week. Even though he's had three stents put in so far, and is supposedly fine, he still needs another 80% blockage fixed in a few weeks. He's not worried. I am. That's my special talent. Worrying.
Worrying is very disruptive to life and living.
Since that happened, I haven't been quite myself. Usually a stressful situation calls for Creative Therapy, which benefits me wholeheartedly (excuse the pun). Going down to my Creation Station is more annoying now than comforting. The same with my Gelli printing. I hope that changes.
The only thing that I am able to keep up with is my daily drawing. I am part of Terry Runyan's Daily Creating Group on Facebook. The night of the heart attack, I was too drained to do my daily prompt. But, that's the only night I've missed. I do find comfort and satisfaction in struggling with these daily drawings.
Drawing was once my forte. Not any more. It's like I have had to start my 10,000 hours all over again. So, it's practice, practice, practice.
Following you will find eight of the drawings I've done since late December. Having started this daily creating in late August, I'd shared with you a few of my beginning drawings here. Take a gander, and see if I've improved at all since beginning.
By the way, for colored drawings, I use Copic Sketch Markers exclusively. I am really going through the ink! Before each picture, I will give the prompt for that drawing.
Terry Runyan, the person who started this wonderful group, gives us a week's worth of prompts each Sunday. The prompts are optional. She just wants to encourage us to do something creative each day. I follow the prompts religiously. Terry usually has Wednesdays as "Thing on Thing" day. Use your imagination! Also, she had started out every Saturday as "Caturday". A little while ago, she changed the Saturday prompt to "Caturday/Dogurday".
I am an avid lover of cats. But, lately I've been opting to use Saturdays as Dogurday. That will explain the strange prompt for the first of these drawings.
I need to apologize for the poor quality of these photographs. The sketchbook that I am currently working in contains paper of not very great quality. It IS white, but always photographs somewhat grayish.
One of the banes of my artistic existence is the fact that I have no imagination. All the imagination in the family went to my daughter, Emily Balsley, an illustrator who lives in Madison. Nope. I have no imagination whatsoever. I need to constantly work from some sort of reference. Grrrr.
I hope my desire and muse for cardmaking returns. I've made a few cards since that yukky day last week, but I am not satisfied with any of them. Keep your fingers crossed for me that my card muse returns -- and quickly! I have a workshop coming up in February.
When I finish this blog post, I am off to draw #lamp/lamps.
Are you a big worrier? Worrying is one of the things that I am a pro at. Not that I'm proud of having to admit that. I just can't help it. It doesn't improve a situation any. In fact, it definitely is detrimental to my emotional health. But, there it is. Me = worry wart.
The Fine Print: Please respect that these are my personal drawings and not meant for any type of use by anyone but myself. Thank you!