Why I Enjoy Drawing – Susan Hynes
When I was little, my mom always
encouraged my brother and I to go outside, build things, take things apart, and
make stuff. Making stuff included drawing, painting, sculpting, carving, or any
other art form that you could thing of. We learned how to play an instrument,
braze and weld, use a lathe, work with motors, and many other ways to express
our creativity. Unfortunately, you can’t do many of those things everywhere you
go; but you can draw anywhere. This is why drawing became my favorite art form,
I could pack up a pencil and some paper and take it to my swim meets, in long
car rides (or even short ones), and to school.
When
I started to enjoy drawing, I would draw teeny-tiny pictures right in the
middle of a full sheet of paper, I thought I was showing off my ‘detail skills.’
My mom would always tell me “draw bigger,” which I ignored until a few years
ago. I thought I enjoyed drawing before, but drawing bigger made it so much
better. I could draw in more detail and try to make the picture as
representative of real life as possible. I would carry papers and pictures in
folders in my backpack throughout middle and high school hoping to have time to
draw in class. I would sometimes ‘make’ time to draw in class, which would
cause me to get a mean look from a teacher or two. I would try to draw as fast
as I could while maintaining the same level of ‘perfection,’ I didn’t like
spending more than one day on a drawing. Eventually, I got over that and I can
now spend days on a drawing trying to make it as photo-realistic as I can. Over
the years, drawing has become my hobby and stress relief, I simply enjoy doing
it; I have not real reason behind it other than it has been a part of my entire life, but it makes me happy.
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