Revisiting Old Art Supplies

I do have a habit of accumulating art supplies, which at this point should probably be enumerated in my will. I broke out the Prismacolors this afternoon to do a slow, inexpert drawing of a persimmon we were left as a gift.

I’m much more of a sketcher than a drawer, but you can get so absorbed in the slow, painstaking process of layering different, contrasting colors onto Bristol board that it’s quite a meditation.

I might do more of this. I should also work on my sad watercolor skills. But this year I have another intention too: I want to get better at drawing trees.