31 December, 2019.
On this, the final day of the two thousand teens, my intention had been to do as so many others are doing – reflect on the past year. Scrolling back through my Flickr albums, it was fun revisiting my sketches from the past twelve months. I began collecting my favorites into a folder, those that I’m especially proud of. And then…
…well… then I thought about this whole “looking back” thing. It’s not something I’ve done a lot of when it comes to art making. Years ago I was asked to curate an exhibition of my design work and I coined a term for those ideas I’d workshopped and then executed: “leftover stew.” The point being that once created, I seldom revisit things I’ve done. I’m excited during the act of creation, but once I’ve tasted it it’s time to move on to something else – pretty much the same experience as leftover stew.
So instead of looking back I spent the day working on new things and thinking about new projects. I’ve a hankering to begin a daily journal in a comic strip format. I’d already reached the conclusion that my iPad and Apple Pencil will be used to simply experiment, rather than emulate what I already do on paper. I’m anxious to spend more time doing splashy-splashy watercolor sketches. And I’d like to work on a project that goes beyond the single image narrative, something more documentary in nature.
The big thing is staying open to new challenges, different frontiers, recognizing when something better is on offer. Today, I stopped to paint a crusty old garage that caught my eye and wound up captivated by the beater vehicles beside it, instead.
Bring it on 2020, I’m ready for you.
Watercolor and graphite in Stillman and Birn sketchbook.