
Signs of fall Trilogy
Originally uploaded by Alan Norsworthy
I must admit I am quite enjoying my return to my sketch books and pencils.
There is something relaxing in just sitting quietly and taking in the scenery, pencil in hand, paper at the ready, waiting for inspiration.
So different from the time I take to survey a scene to photograph it.
The very action of photographing is so fast, whereas the act of drawing is without doubt the antithesis of the photographic process.
This morning I sat in the Japanese Garden at the U of G, feeling the breeze, listening to the water splashing and tumbling over the rocks in the reflecting pool and staring at a section of the Zen Garden.
Something had caught my eye, something was calling.
The photograph took a split second and that was something that used to be satisfying enough, just a split second, ‘click’ and I would be on my way.
Not this time ...
This time I reached into my bag for my sketch book and pencils. In the doing, somehow my senses became heightened ...
The smell of the wood as I sharpened my pencil,
The sound of the paper as I opened the book.
The anticipation of that first stroke, the graphite trail ...
The sketch took many minutes, tens of minutes actually and this was infinitely more satisfying but why?
I thought about this afterwards and I think it is in the doing, the time it takes, the thought, the concentration, the preparation.
I think the very act of taking more time to create something is satisfying and the longer it takes the more satisfying the endeavour.
Savouring the time spent is probably a good way of expressing it.
And I look forward to doing it again because ....
”Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn”. ~Elizabeth Lawrence
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