I have often heard people remark, “Ah, how I wish I could draw as well!” each time they view my drawings. I can very well relate to that wistfulness; I, too, wish I could carry a tune as well as some people can.
As far as singing goes, one has to be blessed with those special vocal chords that can lull the listener into a state of tranquility. Singing is not something every Tom, Dick and Harry can indulge in, except, perhaps in the bathroom!
However, art – as in drawing/sketching – is something anybody can try their hand at. One may not be able to draw like M. F.Hussain or Van Gogh, but trust me, one can definitely draw a fairly decent picture. You can always begin by drawing a straight line, or a curve and then take it forward. It is really quite doable.
You don’t believe me, do you? Well, believe me. There are people who may not have drawn a straight line in their entire lives, but have worked hard at it and learnt to bring out the artist that lies hidden within them.
Case in point – my dad.
All his life, the man did not ever draw a single line, leave alone a picture. But some years ago, as a result of sheer ennui, he began to draw. Now 81, the man has filled a few drawing books with sketches that range from object drawings, to figure drawing, to landscapes to illustrations!
How did he do it?
That’s really simple. He just picked up a pencil and began copying simple pictures from magazines and newspapers. It was quite an uphill task for the old man considering he had never done it, ever. I am also not sure either of my grandparents was a born artist. But, perseverance, patience and regularity helped him achieve what most of us might only dream about at that age.
Last week, I had been home and asked dad to show me his drawing books. He pulled out few of his drawing books, opened them and began turning the pages, showing me his artwork. Right from the first pencil drawing and an attempt at pencil shading, to coloured ones that he graduated to along with time.
When I asked him if he had ever drawn in his entire life, he nonchalantly replied, “No”. I was sure he had not drawn earlier, still I asked him to confirm. I photographed many of his drawings and told him I would put them up on my blog for a post on drawing.
He is so eager to see his drawings on my blog. But, for me, it will be a matter of pride. The comments I receive for this post will be my gift for him!
Retirement can be difficult for a person who hardly took a leave of absence, even when Mumbai was reeling from the 1993 bomb blasts and the ensuing religious clashes that rocked the very sensitive area dad’s printing press was situated in.
So, keeping him occupied and his mind agile post retirement was a task mum took upon herself – she had to persuade him to do it because she was scared his idle mind would turn into a devil’s workshop! She handed him a drawing book and some pencils and off he went to work.
So, long story short, my dad took up drawing at the ripe old age of 75 and this is what he has achieved so far. And, if he can do it at that age, I am sure we can do it, too, at any time of our life. All we need to do, is begin!
Start with simpler drawings, and enjoy the activity. Try not to be too strict with yourself, or too critical of your work. Also, try not to compare your work with that of the others – it only leads to low self-esteem. And, draw because it makes you happy, not to prove a point to anybody. That will really help you come out of your shell and discover your hidden talents!
So, presenting my dad’s art work, right from his very first drawing.
These are just some of dad’s art works.
So, now, don’t you agree that anybody can, indeed, draw? The motivation is right there, inside you! Allow it to give you a helping hand and guide your fingers to come up with art that conveys your innermost feelings! Trust me, you can do it!
Wishing you the very best and looking forward to seeing your artwork some day.
Do share with me whenever you begin on your arty journey!