Last week, my mom and I headed up to Estes Park for a couple of days. It was a quick trip but any time you get the chance to sleep near a loud and boisterous creek and be close to Rocky Mountain National Park, you take it. Spring time in the Rockies can range from sweltering heat to snow. We had rain and snow this time and rather than detract from the trip, we had fun tramping through mud and snow. And the views became much more magical and enchanting wreathed in heavy clouds and mist.
I worked on a few pencil drawings while I was there. I am wrestling big time with perspective and I almost have a physical reaction to not being able get it right. I worked on one particular drawing 6 or 7 times and finally got a reasonable approximation but about put my head and hand in slings to do it. And, of course, that's the one I inadvertently tossed as I was organizing my sketch pad.
I think drawing perspective is a lot like job hunting. You put something out there and you have no idea how things are going to turn out, if you're going to get the result you want. Or maybe you getting nothing back but some awkward smudges.
Here's this week in having perspective on perspective.