Once Upon a Challenge, Days 1–4

I love looking for month-long art challenges online, and filling up new sketchbooks with them. Drawing every day has immensely improved my drawing within the past year; however, with so much drawing going on I had to slim down the products I draw in.

I am a blank book and notebook hoarder. I love, love, love blank sketchbooks, notebooks and journals, and I know I am not alone as I have found dozens of websites of people with similar afflictions. I have a lot of small hardback sketchbooks which I thought were going to be perfect for my art challenges, and I may still use them, but…saving them afterward is the hard part. I also archive everything, and all those hardback sketchbooks take up a lot of real estate on the bookshelves after a while. It was a difficult switch, one I took kicking and screaming because I loooove looking at my shelves and seeing actual books I filled up, but in the end I have switched mostly to booklets. The main ones I use are Fabriano(made in Italy) notebooks.Β They are slim and staple-bound, with forty pages–just the right size for a month-long challenge without a lot of pages left over. The paper in them is acid-free and a nice shade of ivory, and the binding, even if stapled, seems very well put together. A very nice brand of notebook to be so inexpensive.

 

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Lefty Drawing: The Nack!

Tonight’s Lefty Drawing is a Nack, the Scandinavian counterpart of the Scottish Kelpie. Essentially these river horses come ashore as beautiful saddle horses and wait for a rider to climb onto their backs. Once a human climbs aboard, they race back to the water, and their hides become powerfully adhesive so that the rider cannot break loose. The water horse dives into the river and drowns and devours its victim.

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I am Left-Handed!

Last week my brother Scott told me a fascinating story. Apparently I was born left-handed,and my grandmother was constantly taking crayons & stuff out of my left hand and putting them in the right hand. He remembers this very clearly, and my dad confirmed it. Dad went on to tell me that 1) He himself used to drive his golfing buddies crazy putting right-and-left handed, and 2) Grandaddy (his father) did almost everything but writing with his left hand as dominant.

In Grandmother’s defense, we are both certain she was just trying to make things easier on me; after all, it’s a right-handed world out there. But Scott and I were on the subject of “parents trying to get you to go down a path you’re just not meant to go, even if they truly want what is best for you”, and this just sort of was an epiphany for me. Allow me to explain:

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