Friday, January 19, 2018

My Piano on Sticky Notes

A long time ago, back when I was a childless piano teacher, I was in the habit of drawing a picture every morning while I ate breakfast. I don't remember why. I think I just did it one day and enjoyed it so much that I did it the next day too, and then that kept happening.

The first one I did was of the cathedral down the street.
I did my little drawings on sticky notes. I drew things I saw around me, or things I had pictures of. I drew chandeliers and lamps and birthday candles. Very simple drawings, with a very nice pen that Barclay bought me for my birthday (it was almost $5! A very nice pen). The point was speed, not accuracy, and to not allow myself to correct mistakes or start over. I think a little drawing usually took about 30 minutes. A cup of coffee. And then I went off and cleaned something or got lessons ready or whatever.

And then I didn't do it anymore. I can't remember the why of that, either.

Today, I remembered how nice it felt to start every day like that. So, while Sully watched Peanuts cartoons, I drew my piano. I almost crumpled it up five times, but I made myself stick to my own rules, even though they're super old and outdated. It was fun, and here it is: