I’ll admit it. I draw in public places. The drawing you see here I did in the Louvre last May while traveling with a group of students from George Fox Univeristy. I find myself often “combining” things in my sketch book, as it is a place to put ideas down; and often they just are drawn in, in the the order I saw or thought of them. The objective is not to get a finished product per-say as it is to render form or an idea.
In the sketch you see I drew the dog from a Chardin painting first, then, while waiting for my colleague Steve, I sat in front of a Fra Angelico crucifixion and integrated the dog into his composition. Additionally I included myself, or at least a figure that represented us in our time at the foot of the cross. On the upper left of the sketch is a rendering of the over all Fra Angelico image.
Sad to say I’m not much for being “watched” while I sketch. In fact I dislike it very much. So much so I have stopped and moved when I have found someone wathcing me. To me the creation process is very personal and vulnerable. I’m happy to show someone the art or even the sketch when I am done, but the creation process to me is risky.
This May while in the Mauritshis Museum at the Huage in Amsterdam I was sketching a Rembrandt only to have a kind women gaze over at my work and tell me that my drawing looked wonderful. The drawing had just begun and was a patch of scribbles; perhpas she thought I was rendering a Pollock.
I don’t ask to read what others are journaling in public. I guess art being a “visual” meida – folks think if you are in public doing it, it’s an open game.
If you run onto me in a museum drawing, all I ask is that you ask first before craning your neck around my shoulder. I’d apprecriate it. Perhaps I’ll have more than a mess of scribbles.