I’m moving into my house so I’m going through my old stuff at my parent’s house. I have A LOT of old sketchbooks. At first it made me sad because as I’m looking at them, I realized how much more I used to draw and doodle and generally waste paper (artists are tree killers). I barely have time or energy to do that anymore. But as I’m looking through my sketchbooks I realize that half of them are filled with tracings and copies and printed out pages of other people’s art. Some sketchbooks were just terrible with just random half drawn lines and some were amazing with mostly finished pieces. It started making me feel better.
I’ve been feeling uninspired and in a slump and looking back at the “years” made me realize this is nothing new. I need to absorb, trace, or copy art. Give myself a break because this too shall pass. The point I get from my sketchbooks is a need to draw even if its terrible or unoriginal because it will lead to something better.