I never draw. It's one of those things I have immense resistance too, which is a good indication its something I should be doing! Years of never being happy with with my drawing have left me with a huge fear of drawing at all. Couple that with damage to my cervical vertebrae and fibromyalgia, both of which make drawing physically painful, and its a recipe for intense avoidance. Lately I seem to be going through quite an artistic slump. Its not that I lack ideas, its just that all my ideas seem to bog down somewhere in the process and turn into messy disappointments. All my of projects for over a year have fallen flat. At them moment I'm looking at art books for exercises that are not intimidating and might yield something I'm happy with. Last weekend I spent some time looking through Alisa Burke's book Sew Wild and was inspired to try drawing flowers. I've been saving this old calendar with lovely photos of flowers for this very purpose so today I dug it out and tried to draw some. I was not aiming for really lifelike renderings, so much as looking at the flowers with a doodler's eye. I like that - Doodler's Eye - sounds like a disease or a strange desert island! I think next time I sit down I will color these in and try to make more cohesive pages out of them. But I feel oddly light and carefree about just having sat down to draw. And I don't hate these pages! Yea!