Drawing Life

My sweet friend, a member of our drawing group, the Dee Gees, sent me a wonderful piece by William Brice. It looks like the commentary next to a museum piece. One interesting quote is that "drawing can capture the fleeting feeling and record the idea forming. A notebook of drawings is, in this sense, a diary of response." When I first began to "draw," I tried to draw something each day and kept a drawing notebook. It worked for more than a year, but when I looked back, I realized that what I had created was a pictorial diary. I could look at each drawing and know exactly where I was and what I was doing when I drew the piece. He spoke about how "easy generalizations are dispelled as the hand moves with marvelous particularity in response to the feelings that direct it." How nice it would be if, in life, as in art, generalizations could be dispelled by the movement of a hand. If as he states, "The surprising complexity of nature, our nature, replenishes drawing, my nature must not be very complex because I am still awaiting the replenishing. On the other hand, perhaps my drawing has been replenished and I have not noticed.

Another Book

Who would have thought that at this point in my "freetirement" I would have participated in the publication of three books. The first, a collaboration with my friend Patricia Johnson, the second a collection of essays from former student friends, and the third, The Thrill of The Hunt: Memoirs of Second=Hand Aficionadas, a collaboration with two friends, Ruthie Bible, and Betsy Scarborough. This one was fun, and humorous, and I love thrift stores so it was "right up my alley." We met each Wed., beginning last August, and voila, just received the proof. It is lovely--making a few corrections and it will also be on Amazon probably by next week. Wonderful cover designer, once again. Life is so sweet. No more books for me for quite a while, but I have learned sooo much after three of them. I think I can do one now with my eyes closed.