Sketchbook number seven takes flight? It goes up onto the shelf, anyway. This drawing (on day 286) begins little moleskine sketchbook number eight. Numbers can be a comfort when so much is unmeasurable.
Posted by EGP at October 10, 2005 11:09 PMWow--liz--wow! way to go!
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What are lessons learned from this year? I know from being a "regular" to check out your progress that *I've* learned that the days the drawing is crummy don't matter as much because I'm too busy doing the next drawing. When I flip back, some still look crummy, but the overall effect of a book full is a happy feeling.
Posted by: kamuelacarol at October 11, 2005 2:20 PMI'm so glad you share these books with us, I love scrolling through the pages, thay are a joy to view.
Posted by: Cin at October 11, 2005 8:33 PMThank you all.
I guess I used the word unmeasurable to try to express the un-weighable differences between one day and another for me. I feel such variation in them. The steadiness of pages turning and the slow accumulation of sketchbooks gives me a reassuring sense of every day as a different present moment.
Posted by: Liz at October 11, 2005 11:09 PMWay to go....you are an inspiration.
Posted by: joyce at October 11, 2005 11:33 PM