On Being a Beginner Again-
I love figure drawing. When asked- “What would you do all day if you had all the money you’d ever need?” I’ve always said, “I’d spend all day figure drawing.”
There’s something magical that happens when I’m with a live nude model with a box of charcoal. I lose track of time. I notice myself singing. SINGING.
But the truth is I haven’t been to a class in over a year.
Because I’ve been too busy. Because I’ve had clients on Saturdays (the day with the most classes in LA.) but really, it’s because I haven’t made it a priority.
When I got back from Kenya (my dream vacation) I thought- what else in my life have I been putting off?
This morning I blocked out time in my calendar and I went to class.
I realized quickly that drawing, like anything else, takes practice. And I’m out of practice. I admit this took me by surprise. It was humbling, not to be the rock star in the room today. But it also allowed me the freedom to make mistakes, to experiment, to try and try and try again.
And the magic happened- when I realized I was singing I realized my soul was home.
Going forward my intention is to make figure drawing a non-negotiable in my calendar every week. Because I know that sometimes my highest paid priority is to let my soul sing.
Is there something you love that you’ve been denying yourself? Leave me a note in the comments.