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| Tuesday, April 10, 2007 |
The other day, while in a figure drawing session, I realized that I was drawing with my left hand and erasing, smudging with my right. I am not left-handed. Yet what I was doing felt like the most natural act in the world. After realizing this, my left hand became awkward again. My brain got in the way; it told my left hand that what it was doing was impossible.
I think my life as an artist would have turned out much differently had I gone the route of developing my left hand. Maybe I should start now?
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Posted by Colleen |
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