Thursday, January 31, 2013

Drat, I forgot my stitching

As I mentioned in MulticoloredPieces, I've been spending time at the hospital for a loved one. For two days, I was unplugged and (drat) I forgot my stitching. Fortunately, I carry a small sketchbook with markers in my purse for such occasions. The view from the 4th floor of the hospital:
It was a bit surprising to see vacant lots in the middle of Tunis.
 I had a fair amount of time to stare out the window and work in detail.
Hospital beds are fascinating contraptions. This drawing brings good memories because my loved one was no longer in the ICU, but recovering comfortably in a private room.

Here's the thing: I have conflicted feelings about drawing and paper. That is, sketching for any length of time makes me impatient. Admittedly, it helped keep me calm for a couple of days and I will look back on these sketches and be glad I did them because they record a part of my life. They help keep memory keen. However, these sketches demonstrate that my drawing is rather constricted, and I just don't see any artistic crossover into fabric. Consequently, I feel unsatisfied--gotta get back to fabric...


Mo Crow said...

love the stipple in the shadow of the hospital bed and your strong exploratory linework, thank you for sharing !

MulticoloredPieces said...

Ahhh, Mo. Considering your beautiful work, I'm honored by your comment. Thanks so much.