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I’ve been continuing to draw whenever I can find the time and have been pleasantly surprised at how well these botanical pen and ink drawings reproduce as prints. Pen & ink is pretty much a new medium for me —— prior to last year, I had never done this style before. I’ve gotten some inquiries over on Instagram about buying prints and I’d like to work up to that some day, but I’m still trying to find my footing with all this art stuff. I do enjoy drawing in pencil and pen & ink, but I’ve been frustrated with watercolor (was never my preferred medium). For now, art happens when I can make time for it. Currently, I’m focused on work because there are bills to pay, so as much as I would love to have time to draw and paint and really figure it all out, it seems like that’s a luxury for a later time in my life.
I went to a panel on contemporary painting last night at the Cooper Union and let me tell you, it was a trip being back in that building. I hadn’t stepped inside since I left art school which, as you well know, was a lifetime ago. But wow, I was flooded with memories of that place and realized that even though I didn’t finish my senior year there, the school left more of an impression on me than I realized (or maybe suppressed). I also really didn’t appreciate at the time that it was a tuition-free college, but not surprisingly, we’re realizing the gravity of all this as we face college tuition for the kids in 4 years. One of the strongest memories is actually the day of the admissions art exams and coming down that curved staircase to the lobby to pick up my portfolio which was being reviewed. I still remember that mix of anxiety, excitement, nerves and awe. This past year, the kid and I went through the entire exercise of high school admissions, so all these memories are coming back.
During last night’s panel, my friend noted how “old” the audience seemed (I think she was expecting more current art students in the audience). It just further validated that art, unlike some industries (and I’m really starting to feel this), is ageless. So while I’m still focused on maintaining and acquiring freelance design clients, running our business, and trying to figure out if I can transition from design to another related career path, I like this dream (plan??) of being an artist in my next phase of life. It would definitely be some sort of redeeming arc since I really ran away from it the day I decided to leave art school. Isn’t life funny that way?