I’m not an amazing drawer but I do enjoy drawing. Also, drawing comforts me. It helps relieve my stress, in that moment when I am drawing everything that bothers me goes way. I do not even think about anything but my drawing. I did not realize this until I signed for a drawing class in high school. It was my junior year and I wanted to get dual credit. I thought drawing made sense because I needed an art credit. It ended up only counting as elective in college but thats besides the point. I signed up for this drawing class not knowing what to expect.
Some of things I remember the most about the class is that for our final we had to do a self-portrait or something that represents you. At the time, my journal was a big part of who I was and I drew that. I had to present to the class and explain why my journal. I was scared because I thought my drawing was not very good but people in my class seem to like it. They felt like it explained a lot about myself by simply just drawing my journal. Another thing I remember was my drawing professor, told me that some people are good at drawing without even looking at the object while others draw better when looking at the object. I draw better when I am looking at the object. She also compared my drawing style to Picasso. She told me that I do not get specific in my drawings like he did in some drawings. I really think its because I need a lot more practice but I appreciated the comparison.
I have not drawn much since that class but ever since the class, I have a different outlook on drawing. Before I thought, I am not good it and that it would not help me. Drawing made me realize that drawing does help me and that drawing is more than just drawing. It ‘s a good stress reliever and it comforts me. It also told me more about myself. It told me that I am visual and hands on learner and that I like to try new things. Plus, drawing is beautiful to see something and draw it out is amazing. It’s explaining yourself through a drawing just like my journal drawing explained me.