Sketchbook Project put on by the Art House Co-op in Brooklyn. The idea of the project is that you choose a theme and fill up a sketchbook based on that theme. The sketchbook then becomes a part of an exhibition that travels across the United States and is later archived at the Brooklyn Art Library.
The theme I chose was "I'm sorry I forgot you." Since picking it, my brain has been on the look out for different ideas surrounding the theme.
My sketchbook arrived last Friday. It has been sitting on my kitchen table since. It's practically been staring at me. Taunting me. A book full of blank pages. Who knew it would be so intimidating? I bought some pens, dug out a set of pencils and pulled out some powdered graphite. Yet the pages are still blank.
What is stopping me? Most likely my own judgments. I'm intimidated by the fact these pages are permanent. People will see these pages. I can't just rip it out and start over. There is a certain vulnerability in showing your process to the world in this way. You are exposing a side of yourself that wouldn't otherwise be public. But I think that is the point of the project. I know I'm completely intrigued when I get a glimpse at people's vulnerabilities. It's like a peak inside their world. A fly on the wall of their mind. So now it's my turn.
Tomorrow. I will start tomorrow. I promise.