My new life as a cartoonist (ha!) continues. I have mapped out the entire series for Adventures in Racism and have two additional series already percolating. My brain is suddenly full of this stuff. How does that work, I wonder. I do I go from a person who has never illustrated anything to a person who has three novella-length comics assembling themselves in her head? Doesn’t that seem bizarre? It does to me. I’m not complaining, but I am puzzled.
When I wrote about AIR last week, I mentioned that taking the mini-comic class was one way I was challenging my belief that I can’t draw. The other was — wait for it — another class at the Brainery (big surprise, yes?). A class on class charcoal sketches, a class in which students were going to walk out of class having reproduced a sketch by some casual, workaday artist such as Michelangelo or Leonardo da Vinci. Right. I signed up, trying to stay true to my challenge, but also FULL of skepticism. There was no possible way that I would be recreating any kind of sketch. No way. None. Period.
So here’s the sketch I chose to copy:
This isn’t by Michelangelo or Leonardo. This is a sketch done by Maryland sculptor P. Brad Parker. It came up in a Google Images search for Michelangelo charcoal sketches, and I thought it was really beautiful. I didn’t realize until a week or so after class that it wasn’t, in fact, a Michelangelo sketch. It’s really lovely, and I dreaded the thought of creating some awful copy, but I dove in all the same … and here’s what I created in the end:
So, while it’s true that Brad has nothing to worry about from me, I can’t tell you how shocked and amazed and really happy I am to have created this, and to have done it in about 30 minutes. It shouldn’t be possible. At all. And yet …
At this point, I think I have to put aside my belief that I can’t draw and replace it with wondering what I’ll draw next!
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