Yesterday we packed a little picnic, sat in the gras, napped, played a game of Exploding Kittens, and sketched before coming back home. The picnic spot? Barely a mile from home, our local park. But it felt SO GOOD to get out, and stay out, even for a short bit.
I lay on my back just looking up through the trees for a long time. And then I decided to sketch the scene, still lying on my back, holding my book up. Makes for an interesting experience and line quality.
In this time of less new places to go to, it’s been so good to refocus on seeing in new ways and on keeping it experimental. I am loving that just by turning up to make art everyday and being willing to try out the “what ifs” that cross my mind, I’m learning so much.