Impressionable
I am impressionable. I recently read a book written to rally all striving artists to draw and observe life with diligence, a journal, and a pen. The author suggested drawing every aspect of your life—from breakfast to bed.
“Create quick five-minute sketches.”
This morning as I poured my Go Lean dry cereal, Oat Flakes, a sprinkling of puffed millet, and added sliced banana into my most colorful cereal bowl, I wondered if the pattern of the bowl could be misinterpreted for yet another grain. And should I add the Rice milk before or after the sketch?
For a few minutes beyond the allotted time I observed my cereal bowl and attempted to recreate my breakfast in a small black artist’s journal.
Not too small because “Your drawing should not be cramped”.
Tonight I'll draw another of his suggested items—the medicine cabinet with its array of shapes. A rather unremarkable cabinet harboring no secrets, only a selection of items that pertain to personal hygiene—brushes, floss, mouthwash, underarm deodorant, moisturizers, and hair gel which I no longer use.
I'm not certain that I ever succumbed to a hairstyle held in place by gel. My hair during adolescence underwent several permutations— from short, curly, even bordering on tight coils, to a long below the waist ponytail.
The ponytail stage lasted from my last year in high school through three years of college. The hair style complemented a studied bohemian style —a skirt made of dyed burlap, a penchant for old union songs, and a satchel full of deep tomes.
When my ends split I had a drastic haircut —from a bob to a moderate crew cut.
Hair makes an impression. The Yankees legislated the length of a player's hair. The Red Sox didn't care.
Women's hair causes problems. It's tantalizing and may cause a good man to err. Some men wrote rules encased in religious verbiage:
"Women’s hair must be covered."
Perhaps I am not impressionable, only susceptible to projects. Perhaps everything sounds so intriguing that I want to dip my toe in and take the journey.
Tonight I'll sketch the items in the medicine cabinet.
Tomorrow I'll have a sunny side up egg for breakfast with a slice of turkey bacon.
“Create quick five-minute sketches.”
This morning as I poured my Go Lean dry cereal, Oat Flakes, a sprinkling of puffed millet, and added sliced banana into my most colorful cereal bowl, I wondered if the pattern of the bowl could be misinterpreted for yet another grain. And should I add the Rice milk before or after the sketch?
For a few minutes beyond the allotted time I observed my cereal bowl and attempted to recreate my breakfast in a small black artist’s journal.
Not too small because “Your drawing should not be cramped”.
Tonight I'll draw another of his suggested items—the medicine cabinet with its array of shapes. A rather unremarkable cabinet harboring no secrets, only a selection of items that pertain to personal hygiene—brushes, floss, mouthwash, underarm deodorant, moisturizers, and hair gel which I no longer use.
I'm not certain that I ever succumbed to a hairstyle held in place by gel. My hair during adolescence underwent several permutations— from short, curly, even bordering on tight coils, to a long below the waist ponytail.
The ponytail stage lasted from my last year in high school through three years of college. The hair style complemented a studied bohemian style —a skirt made of dyed burlap, a penchant for old union songs, and a satchel full of deep tomes.
When my ends split I had a drastic haircut —from a bob to a moderate crew cut.
Hair makes an impression. The Yankees legislated the length of a player's hair. The Red Sox didn't care.
Women's hair causes problems. It's tantalizing and may cause a good man to err. Some men wrote rules encased in religious verbiage:
"Women’s hair must be covered."
Perhaps I am not impressionable, only susceptible to projects. Perhaps everything sounds so intriguing that I want to dip my toe in and take the journey.
Tonight I'll sketch the items in the medicine cabinet.
Tomorrow I'll have a sunny side up egg for breakfast with a slice of turkey bacon.
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