A few years ago I resurrected a long-dormant practice. In my latter high school years, I majored in art. It was the intent to major in art in college. I did create a portfolio as part of my application to the department. My emphasis was drawing (over textiles, sculpture, or painting). I was accepted to the department. Had I continued, I would have entered the department as a degree candidate.
I didn't finish college. A long story for another time. However, I continued drawing and exercising other disciplines as time and materials allowed. There was, though, quite a lull during the child-rearing years.
The 80s and 90s were a virtual blur.
It took until 2018 to begin a more regular sketching practice. Since then, I've completed 5 sketchbooks. I am weeks away from completing the sixth. I've joined groups that prompt, motivate, and inspire. I've shared the sketches publicly and have endeavored to grow artistically. (charcoals, y'all)
A friend tagged me in the Mural Mosaics Global Roots program which allowed me to paint, which I hadn't done in decades. The final product isn't exactly as I envisioned but sits in a little easel, on display, in my living room. I am grateful for the opportunity and happy to have finished.
If you're in Bremen, IN visit the mural there. If you're in any of the other cities (or countries) where other murals are situated, visit those too. If you're of a mind, complete a registration for your own tile, and give it a whirl.
Big fun.
Thank you, friend.
