It takes more than a smidgen of courage to sketch.
Shortly after the first inspiration, that fluttering in your core urging you to dig out a clean sheet of paper and grab a pencil, there’s often a hesitation. The paper stares back at you, a vacant and terrifying expanse, and something cold and clammy clutches at your heart. And although out of habit you touch pencil to paper and move your hand, the first few lines are predictably tentative.
It doesn’t help that, once down on the paper, those first few lines whimper back their extreme inaccuracy. The terror remains.
You pause and spend time gathering more visual information, observing either your real-life model or your imagined one. Then you grit your teeth, clutch the pencil with renewed determination, and quickly, almost jerkily, add more strokes.
The emerging sketch remains substandard, but it’s now a little closer to your desire. You push on, doing your best to ignore the roiling feelings of doubt and ineptitude that threaten to engulf you.
The strokes begin increasing in speed now. The terror of the blank page is receding and interesting forms are beginning to emerge from the jumbled lines. As your hand, eyes, and inspiration fall deeper into resonance, your pencil lines increasingly take on a life of their own. And it’s as if by magic that the drawing begins to emerge beneath your hand.
The sketching is finally in full swing. The terror has not only vanished, it’s been replaced by a dancing joy.
Those first lines, were they wrong? Never! In fact they were necessary first steps. While undeniably inaccurate, they set up a foundation and provided reference points from which you could place more accurate lines.
And that early terror, what if it had seemed too much to bear? What if the heart had quaked and fled squealing to safer quarters? Most surely you’d have tossed aside the paper and pencil, and the images emerging from your imagination would have died before their birth. Nothing, absolutely nothing, would have happened.
How often in life do we play it safe and miss what could have been? How often do we waste enormous amounts of energy trying to preserve a position inside our comfort zone? That same energy, devoted to moving past limiting blocks, could open us up to unbelievable possibilities.
Try it. Find the courage to push on past the terror. See what treasures await you on the other side.