Autumn Classics

     Let's start with a more important question: why should you fill a sketchbook? The most obvious reason is to practise and keep your skills intact. Drawing and painting, like any other ability, must be done consistently to not be forgotten. And by "consistently" I mean daily.      Seems like a really daunting task, right? Well, not that much in fact. Look at your sketchbook as on a playground. Doodle in it, experiment, learn, destroy, build, create, journal- the possibilities are endless! Let me share with you some of my sketchbook solutions.      The very first sketchbook that I honestly finished was the one that I made myself. I was still in school (read 'broke') and couldn't find my perfect match amongst the cheap books. I would more likely draw in something customised. and trust me, sewing a book isn't really all that complicated! The content of this sketchbook is chaotic, practice-oriented and overall bad. I kept it...

Inktober day 2- DoubleK from Show Me The Money 6            October was definitely an interesting month. And a busy one as well. I got a new job, family drama and of course Inktober. A monthly challenge like this makes you find a way to draw when it seems impossible. It reminded me that I decide how to spend my 24 hours.      You can look at Inktober from many different angels and participate in it for various reasons. For me, it all was about keeping the theme. I've created 31 extremely similar pieces. THE SERIES of drawings. Me. I don't know why it has been a problem up until now but I'm very proud of myself after this month.      There is the improvement. I'd say I can feel it more than I can see it. Day after day my tools became more comfortable and I could use them more freely. Also, I'm not really familiar with ink, last time I've worked with it must be back in high school. Inktober day 20- Bewhy from ...

      There are fears I refuse to overcome. My brain always finds a way to perfectly miss the spot where 'it clikcs'. My goals, therefor, are linked to my fears. The perfectionist inside of my head won't let me to write or make videos for other people to see. Why? Because I've never officially learnt that.     I'm only good at what I know. And I know how to paint. Drawing and painting have been in my life since I can remember. But making art is more than lines and colours. If I can tell a story with one picture, why can't I with one sentence? The point is I can. The only obstacle is fear. Unstoppable panic attack right before I click that 'publish' button on my empty for months blog. Or when I sit down to write a copy for a public view and all the word of this world are suddenly gone.     When I was writing this post over an year ago, I said that 'when it see a daylight, all my dreams will be done and all idols met, and all the fears...

I used to be so happy drawing. When spending the summer at my grandma place I was wasting tons of paper. Carelessly! Everyone was telling me that I'm so talented and I believed. A big dream have came to life then. I wanted to go to fine art school. I dedicated my entire life to get there. And guess what? I did! Yes. Dream came true. But the place where I found myself right after that wasn't what I expected... The goal of my life was suddenly gone. I got lost and had to find my way out. It took some time to understand where I want my life to go. Various events happened. I experimented and failed a lot. But I know now! I want to keep going! The whole point of life is action.  I've learnt that you regret less doing something the wrong way than not doing it at all. Just do it® Like me! I might have just start a blog. Crazy, isn't it? With much love, Klaudia!