I didn't choose to start anything new, but rather went back into a painting I started a long time ago of my three sons. My first finish had been unsatisfactory: they looked like an amateur's rendering of three guys. That was not at all what I was after. I had wanted to paint them not as they appear, but as they related to one another. They don't; They harbor childhood resentments. I wanted to get the ugliness of those resentments down. I never did. As their mom, I had difficulty destroying their likenesses to reveal the ugly truth. After three, free wheeling paint sessions, perhaps I should have left them alone? But after a summer with no paint under my nails or staining my cuticles, I had to choose a painting I thought needed pushing.
When not trying to destroy my boys this last month, I did managed to actually use my Sketchpad to sketch. Up till now, I was drawing mostly and sketching rarely. To me: A drawing is a finished product with everything resolved. A sketch is a learning tool, a way to poke a subject and find out just what is in it that interests you?