I think it is a picture of Francis in his school uniform. I’m sending the front of the picture and the back that has something written in Korean.
Ever since Marie wanted to learn to program in 2009, I’ve wanted to write a book to help her. But I never could get started.
I first heard about it in 2007, when I started using Scrivener, but dismissed it because the requirement that a novel be fiction. I only just found about NaNo Rebels, which allows you to customize the “50,000 words” into nearly any other creative exercise, including non-fiction. So yesterday, this was born:
I don’t know if I can finish since it’s about a good sized blog article each and every day. We’ll see how it goes. So far it’s been a bit strange writing a book. For instance, I can’t use my WordPress shortcode macros lest I ruin the word count.
Periodically, I’ll dump the output to my blog, which you can track here. Wish me luck!
If you want to buddy up, I’m “tychay” there.
Sometime in the future, I’ll most certainly need to go back and practice copying the other masters to make up for the fact that I’m doing things digitally, but for this pass, I simply tried my hand at the first artist mentioned: Eugène Delacroix.
As you can tell from the date, I started the exercises in this chapter two weeks ago.
“Did you like the book you bought?”
“Well, when Sarkan gets…”
“Whoa! you’re not going to spoil it for me, are you?”
“Because I might want to read it.”
The next day, she left the novel on my nightstand.
I was wrong, this was not fun of a break.
Here are your mom and dad’s wedding pictures. There were a couple of others that were damaged because they were attached to the album pages with scotch tape.
I’m finally finishing chapter 1. This time I’m supposed to sketch a “complicated mechanical object.”
Another day, another drawing (I wish).
I found a photo of great grandfather and grandmother Ree
…there is no thought, “I have attained something.” When we have no thought of achievement, no thought of self, we are true beginners.
— Shunryu Suzuki, Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind
The cynical me says if President George W Bush can do it, how hard can it be? But the real reason is I’ve always wanted to draw and admired and encouraged my friends who had the talent, but gave up trying myself around the sixth grade.
Later, I learned that “having talent” for something just means willingness to practice at it and fail, a lot. It was feeling embarrassment over the latter that kept me from seriously attempting to learn drawing.