Last week Margaret talked about sketching Lily. Her myriad sketches refined Lily.
This week I am talking about a different kind of sketching – sketches as note taking. When I travel I take lots of photographs – it’s easy with a phone/camera. I like to look back at the pictures.
But on recent trips I’ve also started sketching what I see. I carry a mini notebook and make rough drawings which are neither refined nor beautiful. But somehow the things that I sketch stick with me more than the photographs that I take. Just using my hand helps to embed the images into my brain. Here are some pages from the sketchbooks that I filled in Greece and Turkey in September, followed by some work that sprouted from the sketches.
The sketches became raw material for drawings, for embroidery, and for paintings.
Sketches help me go back to the places I’ve been and to sail out to new places.
Maybe you would find it fun to include more sketching in your life – rough sketches, working sketches, sketch diaries or sketchy adventures.
Here is a poem called Sketch by Carl Sandburg from 1915.