I remember when I was about 8 years old and Kellogg’s brand cereal asked kids to send in their drawings of the characters that appeared on their cereal boxes. Obsessed is the best way to describe my commitment to the endevour. I made sure that my Mom came home with at least one box of Kellogg’s every week with a new character on it. Needless to say, granola wasn’t a big part of my young diet. The frog on Sugar Smacks, the macaw on Fruit Loops and Snap, Crackle and Pop on Rice Krispies all helped to shape my young artistic mind. Much like Da Vinci and his Mona Lisa, Tony the Tiger became my obsession and my own commitment to perfection. The only difference was I was hyped up on sugar from polishing off bowl after bowl of those delicious frosted flakes. After all, “they’re GGGREEEEAAAATTT! ” Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
Looking back at that young time in my life, I realize now that it was probably the happiest I’ve ever been when it comes to creating something. I know that sounds pretty sad but I think it’s true. During that time you couldn’t pry a pencil from my hand and any free time I had was spent sketching anything and everything in sight. It was a time when opinions didn’t matter and I created just for the sake of having fun and doing something that I loved. I sketched just for the joy of it.
This blog is about trying to rediscover that feeling. It’s about picking up a pencil and brush again and seeing what comes out of it. Good or bad. It’s about figuring out why I quit drawing and making artwork entirely and my attempt to be creative once again. After all, having Tony the Tiger that embedded in my creative mind isn’t something I’m particularly fond of.
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