So my practice is still trickling along, I am still wondering if what I do fits with where I would like to end up, what I would like to achieve, can my drawings hold there own with others? These questions although always inhabiting the area just below the surface of my conscious thought are not really that important in the fact that I love what I do, I know it will develop as long as I put in the work and remain motivated.
The problem I feel I am having at the moment does relate to the above questions and the reason I mention them is this: how do you know you are developing? How should you inform your practice? Does it even matter if my work is repetitive? Surely zooming out to the bigger picture and the notion that we only live once as long as we enjoy our time and spend it as we see wise, should we even really worry about these? Clearly I am waxing a little poetic about these everyday thoughts and issues I need to work through but I think – at least for me – the person I am looking at things sometimes in a more reflective, poetic (even?) sense can really help lend perspective to things.
Perhaps poetry should be the way forward?
