Before anything else, let’s just take a minute and quietly appreciate India. Sure, she’s an all-round Catalyst for Good and Teacher of All, but more immediately: “drawmonaut” is the neologism of the year.
I am: Susan, India’s friend from college. Writer, editor, proofreader, naturalist, librarian at large. I’ve worked in publishing for about a decade and live upstate. Planning to make a run at NaNoWriMo, too, in an attempt to extract a novel that’s been embedded just below the surface for a few years now.
Art training: Watercolor lessons when young. Logged many teenage hours browsing narrow aisles of now-defunct eraser-and-turpentine-redolent local art supplies store. Studio art and much art history in college. Was sorely tempted to pursue museum work, but decided it was a dead end for me because I like living in the middle of nowhere rather than at the center of everything. Evening art classes here and there: scientific and botanical illustration. Occasional narrative-minded painting with gouache. My new resolve to develop a regular drawing habit—as opposed to semiannual painting fits and drawing on things I’m writing—inspired by last week’s post on India, Ink., and by observing how much my husband has enjoyed his own art practice (brush and ink) for the last few years.
Favorite drawing/reading/writing/thinking noises: Andrew Bird. M. Ward. Glenn Gould’s Solitude Trilogy.