In lieu of social life, I shall draw

I used to draw an inordinant amount when I was a kid, and as a result, my affection for the sketching trades waned during the important, formative years of high school. I never took an art class in high school because I thought there were more important things to soldier through (AP Biology...the 2 month lab with fruit flies isn't really helping me RIGHT NOW, is it??). How dumb of me. Despite the fact I always was an A student, I must have been really academically deranged for not have taken art in high school.

That misjudgment later led to to never taking an art class in college because I felt unqualified. Then, by the time I graduated college, I had no formal drawing, painting, or sculpting instruction under my belt. This missing link in my studies would then preclude me declaring a creative-edged specialization in grad school (i.e. urban design, etc.). For this, I have no excuse and can only whimper a timid "whoops."

However, I am not a terrible drawer. In a class I am taking this term, there is an opportunity to draw and sketch. This is what I did exactly from 1:30 p.m. to 3:30 p.m. today, sitting in a sparse, deserted alleyish throughfare that used to be a passenger rail corridor. It came out pretty well. I scanned the image and have emailed it to people in order to gather the positive feedback I require to continue this extracurricular activity. So far, people like it. I will try to do this 1-3 times per week, time and landscape of interest permitting. I was just recounting the benefits to this new activity to a friend today...with drawing, I have something tangible to look at, share, and display. I can keep it. And it doesn't take up much space. Plus, practice makes perfect, right? Things can only get better.