Yesterday afternoon, I took my pencil and drawing journal, turned on some music, lit some incense, sat in the chair in my studio, and started drawing myself. I had thought about drawing myself many times but could not muster up the courage. This was the day I chose to overcome resistance and just do it. Sometimes it wasn't easy looking at all my wrinkles and darkness under my eyes. Yet it was me. I knew my take on it was personal so I asked my husband for his opinion, after all he does see me all the time. He hesitated, then began his remarks. Naturally he was right, just don't tell him! :-) I proceeded to erase one whole side of my face to begin again.
It's funny because as I write this post and look at my drawing I still see things I could change but I won't. I delcare it done. I recall the self talk thru this process and it makes me smile.
After all...it is me!