As soon as the weather warmed up, I immediately felt drawn to nature. I started dreaming of lying in the sun, watching the sky and clouds drift by, making light and unpretentious sketches from time to time, reading a book, and having a cup of coffee.
Is there any real purpose in this, beyond inner calm and drawing exercises that may or may not be necessary for an artist? For me—the answer is yes. It is a form of deep connection with nature, a part of which I feel myself to be.
How necessary these sketches are at any given moment is something I decide for myself. Perhaps someone else, observing me, would suggest putting the pencil aside, simply closing my eyes, turning my face toward the sky, and relaxing with a smile. I don’t know…
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