Photographed by Molly Cranna.
This morning, I felt completely different. I dreaded the thought of showing up. I remembered how much my back hurt, how worried I’d been that I wouldn’t be able to keep up, and in particular, how tremendously frustrated (almost panicky) I’d felt when starting my chair drawing. I had to remind myself that sometimes, happiness is painful. The activities that contribute to long-term happiness don’t always make me feel good in the short-term. I don’t always look forward to those activities. I may find them actually upsetting.
I had to be in my seat by 9:30 a.m., so it wasn’t long before my dread of going to class had turned into a reality. And, once I was there with a sketchbook in front of me, I felt fine. But, I realized that it was an advantage to be taking the intensive class, five days in a row. If I’d been taking the course over a semester, I would’ve been dreading the class for a week. Maybe I would have talked myself out of coming back.
Today was tough, too. The more I learn to see, the more I learn to see what I’ve done wrong. But, whenever I got discouraged, I’d just take in my entire drawing and gloat, “I DREW this corner! And, it actually looks like a corner!” After three days of instruction. Amazing.