It was really no suprise when I went digging around in my books looking for something that I came across my old sketchbooks from high school and college. What's funny is that sometimes I do this very same expressive doodle in my present day sketchbooks. When I was young I wanted to be a painter. Then I refined that to wanting to be an illustrator. I idolized Arthur Rackham and Maxfield Parrish. I loved William Blake and Howard Pyle.
So now it is 35 years since the above drawings were made. And without seeing those... this is what I added to my Daily this morning! :) The middle right drawing I had titled 'Tribute to Women With Tortured Toes'. My feet must have hurt that day? But see the little person in today's drawing? I crack myself up! Yes. Sometimes my toes still hurt!
I will never be a 'fine artist' like I thought I would be in high school. I am not nearly the 'perfectionist' I used to be. Sorry Pablo, Vincent and Geogia. I won't be joining your ranks anytime soon!
I am still loving living a creative life! I love my beautiful mess!
Here's to being Brave enough to be who you are supposed to be.......