I'm really enjoying my sketchbook right now. I haven't for the past few months. It felt like a chore and for the most part I just skipped it. Lately when my painting isn't going well so I have picked up the sketchbook instead. Right now, there's something about drawing from a photo that's relaxing. No thinking, only looking and drawing. If it turns out to look something like the subject then I get a little ego boost out of it too.
I'm not really into realistic drawings and paintings yet I can't keep myself from trying it. I think it goes back to that saying to "learn the rules so you can break them." I need to learn to draw realistically and then I can choose not to. It makes no sense and my head knows that, yet I find it takes more energy to convince myself it doesn't matter than it does to just practice drawing.
This year is different from my other years of creative habits. I don't want to push myself so hard. I don't want to work on just one thing. Those first two years I needed the push. I needed the limits. I needed the rules, the structure. I NEVER would have made it through without them. This year is very different. For awhile that bothered me. I'm starting to lean into it.