I dug out my watercolor papers and tools this morning. Found a koi drawing I had done in watercolor, and seeing it made me want to do them in watercolor again. Fish should be wet.
Revisiting your old drawings is a wonderful way to get started on new ones. Ideas that fascinated you in the past come back to you with powerful emotions.
And it’s a fine feeling to be heeding the siren call of my own prior ideas.
It will sound strange. But that thrill is why one draws. I was looking at the crystal creamer and finding myself thoroughly confused. What with its complicated transparencies and my bi-focal befuddlements, I couldn’t tell what was where. My drawing makes it seem simple when the real object and the real sensation is utterly mind boggling. The crystal creamer is a labyrinth of lozenges and fond patterns.
Perhaps in other drawings I can get at the confusions and portray them. For now I want to hold fast to the thrill of making this drawing — this drawing that I made just five minutes ago –because the ball point pen’s delicacy makes these lines, as you draw them, feel like glass. How the medium and the object seem well suited!
I cannot say enough good things about this pen, this common dime store pen.
I rose early and began my koi scribbling. The kinds of lines that the ball point pen makes are more various than I’d ever have guessed. It turns out to be a capacious and sensitive instrument. I refer to the very cheap Bic Cristal pen that you buy in a pack of ten. Here’s an advantage of the modern era. Wouldn’t Rubens be jealous?
Not only is the instrument subtle and supple. But the reference photo reveals so many possibilities to me. I repeat these motifs again and again and find them endlessly fascinating.
These are my scales that I play on my pen in the morning making koi songs.