It Happened Among the Roses

Yesterday I found myself in a rose garden, a completely unplanned event. I had walked down to a local art exhibit of young artists, to get a little bit of creative inspiration. As I was in the gallery I looked out the window and there was a rose garden, in full bloom. It was gorgeous. I was kicking myself, I hadn't brought my good camera! It was a hot and humid day and since I was walking, I wanted to travel light so I left my SLR at home. Strike one against me.

I did have my little point-and-shoot camera with me, which always does well in a pinch. I explored the rose garden, looking to find interesting compositions, color and light. Since I have Finding Form on my mind as the current Exploring with a Camera prompt, I noticed that roses are an amazing subject for the study of form. So much light and dark, along with intricate curving shapes, within a rose. I was happily exploring away when the "low battery" light started blinking and the camera eventually died. Strike two against me.

Finally, at a loss for photographic equipment, I pulled out a little sketch book and a mechanical pencil. I had dropped this in my bag at the last moment, thinking of my recent painting class and the instructor Flora's encouragement to sketch nature. These roses were too beautiful, I felt the urge to continue to study them, and pencil and paper were all I had left.

Look what emerged on my page...

Now, I was wholly and completely stunned. I was just focusing on shapes and light and dark and look what happened? I tried another one...

Um. Yeah. Can I just tell you, I had no idea that I had these in me? I'm trying to figure out where these came from. I used to draw, back when I was a kid, but of course all art stopped when I went  for the "college prep" classes in high school and then studied engineering in college. I've done a little bit of drawing here and there, the last couple of years, but never had it click like it did yesterday. 

I've discovered a new love. Photography, painting, and now I'm going to have to explore drawing more too. The feel of a pencil on the paper, the drawing of shapes and shadow, was amazing. What would happen if I actually practiced? I'm going to have to find out.

It turns out, I'm glad that I didn't bring my good camera. I would have never spent the time with pencil and paper if I had that camera, my first love, with me. You don't often hear stories of where being unprepared pays off, but in this case it did!

(Linking in to Creative Every Day and The Creative Exchange today. Hello to all!)