I recently found a few of my early pencil drawings (very early) that my Mom saved. I can remember drawing on regular school paper. I didn’t care about the lines, after all I was a kid and it was just for fun. It was all about the challenge of trying to make my drawing look like what I was copying.
I liked drawing horses because many of the TV shows I liked were about Cowboys and Indians. Horses were hard to draw and a real challenge. Theses are very rudimentary drawings, but they do show some concentration on trying to get the anatomy of the horse correct. They all are in fairly active poses, too, increasing the level of difficulty.
It’s nice that Mom kept my early work for me to look back on someday. Well, someday has come. That’s what getting ready to move does. It makes you go through all of the boxes in the attic. How life flies!
Thank you for reading my journal and for your interest in my art! It is appreciated very much!