Flawed #2

It should really be titled Flawed No More because I think it actually came out well (except for that carelessly shaded white shirt but then who cares, right?).

I’ve realized now that ever since I started drawing in mid-April, after I decided to no longer teach the science courses at the school (and reconciling my feelings over that, money versus happiness), that each of my drawings is a meditation on something.

This one was one about making what I considered flawed un-flawed – about learning from past mistakes and making lemonade out of lemons.  It’s about not being afraid all the time over what I consider such a flawed piece because it actually isn’t.

So what if it doesn’t look like the original image? It’s an interpretation of something I’m seeing through my mind’s eye and through the filter comprising my thoughts and my fears, even my culture and my environment. Pretty loaded but through it all, what I had considered was flawed emerged, I think, beautiful.

Like life.

Flawed

 A meditation on my fears. This is one of those “quick studies”, as a way to study a feature or features I like in a face – but even now, I can see the flaws here, like the pen failing to catch the beautiful lines of his nose or his jaw line drifting far too wide. 

Yet if I dwell on those flawed marks of my pen, I lose the big picture. I think he’s still beautiful, even if I failed to capture the original lines. Much like my life. Sometimes I focus too much on the shortcomings to see the beauty in the whole package.  

Garrett Neff from the latest #NeimanMarcus editorial