No one actually reads these, do they? Maybe that's a good thing.
Anyway, I'm almost halfway through. I have 128 drawings to do, and I've done about 60 of them. The drawings are all pencil outlines and then ink wash for tone. I haven't posted a lot of them because, well, I think people might get bored of them. I feel like I've made progress in learning to draw. The earliest ones (which I will have to redraw) are hideous. The ones I'm doing now are marginally acceptable.
It's kind of a unique project. I'm drawing the same woman (mostly) over and over again in slightly different positions. I've learned how to use ink and a brush to do blended tones. The drawings themselves taught me. I tried recently to use a different brand of ink for one of the drawings, and it was a disaster. It's interesting that my drawing technique has evolved into such a narrow little niche that something as unimportant as a brand of ink makes the difference between something acceptable (to me, anyway) and a disaster.
Each drawing is based on a photograph from a series of semi-studio shots that I took a couple of years ago. It bothers me a bit that I'm so literal. I really am just copying photographs. I very much admire people who can throw some color down, make a mess, and make it beautiful and magical. I'm sort of doing technical drawing. For the purpose of what I'm doing--an illustrated manual of Thai massage--that's probably OK. But I would love to practice doing magic, like other people do.
The drawings are all black and white because the person I'm doing the book with (the Thai massage therapist whom I am mostly drawing) wants it to be inexpensive so she can sell it to her students. I'm making the drawings small so we can put them on the pages of a small book. That means we can't use color. Maybe it's just as well. I took a single drawing class and we didn't get to color. Maybe after I finish this project, I can learn color. Also, it would probably take about four times as long to do each drawing, and I'm old enough already.
One thing that I'm doing in this project that I haven't done before is that I'm seriously trying to finish it. That means that when one of my friends asks me to draw things for them, I tell them, "Yes, sure, I'd love to do that" ...and then I deliberately forget all about it. There's no way I can do my 128 drawings and start something else in the middle. I know myself too well. I can't tell you how many times in my life I've started working on a long-term project and then stopped it in the middle to do some other, immediate project, and then never went back to the long-term project. It's a bad habit. I'm trying to practice the Buddhist virtue of diligence.
I guess that means I'd better get back to work.