Note: Here’s the second in a series of sketchbook fragments, with a few words draped around the edges for context or color or… because it looks better on the screen than wordless images. Several weeks ago, I came down with a head cold. It was my first sickness since March 2020, just before the pandemic turned the world upside down, a marker of passing time that is hard to comprehend. Nothing too serious, but the sensations of the cold were unfamiliar/familiar, like a lost memory of what a body feels like when the immune system switches on in earnest. I napped a lot, in bed and on the couch, feet kicked up, occasionally drawing. I like drawing feet. Following the contours of feet and toes with pencil on paper should yield an improbable image, but then it comes together and there they are: feet!
Thanks! We have the same tendencies 😉 - it’s good to practice being with other people - gets easier.
I love your comments about community and how important it is. I think that’s one of the worst effects of the pandemic--so many of us lost those connections and then it’s hard to get them back (and harder still when you’re an introvert), or especially to establish new ones. I found myself being lazy/apathetic about getting together with others even after the high risks of infection lessened. After a recent church meeting I’ve gotten kind of a “kick in the head” to join in with an event and break free out of my “hovelier” 😊 Another beautiful piece, Jeremy!
Personally, I like to draw fingers and toes...just sayin'🤗