Just about an hour ago, I was surfing the internet, and decided to stop by Amazon to see if there was anything to catch my eye, something to help get my mind off depressing subjects. One type of thing I love purchasing are art books, whether they are art collection books, or how-to's, because learning from others is always important to me. While I was searching for instructional books, I found a related search that sparked an old memory...
...Ed Emberley.
In case you don't know who that is, he is known for publishing drawing books aimed at children, using instructions that are extremely easy to follow, and using shapes, letters and numbers as references (Ex: to draw a snake, start with an "S" shape, etc.). He believed anyone can learn to draw.
Then nostalgia hit me harder than anything else has in the long while. This man is the sole reason I began drawing in the first place. I remember checking out his collection of drawing books from the public library when I was young and my dad would take me. I remember occupying my time to learn how to draw awesome animals, robots, people and vehicles using simple shapes. Then my drawing talent was born. I realized I've been drawing since I've learned to pick up a pencil, and I haven't taken the time to appreciate how long I've been drawing and how far I've gotten. Sure my pace is nowhere as fast as others I know, but it's not a race! I forget that sometimes, and I laugh every time I realize how foolish it is to think so. I look back and see the distance, and it helps push me towards getting more practice in and going further. We all have our own paces, and I may be going slower than others, but that's alright. I've loved drawing ever since I've been looking at Ed Emberley's books, and I still love drawing today. It's my passion, and it always will be. I may be discouraged sometimes, but I try to remind myself otherwise.
In other news, Sammi has recently gotten me into Black adder, an old British comedy show, and I seem to love it so far.
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