Amazingly, there are so many wonderful creative people who make all sorts of amazing things — but are afraid to draw.
In this week’s episode of my new podcast, art for all, I tell the story of one and how he overcame his fear.
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Hi and welcome to art for all the Sketchbook Skool podcast. I’m Danny Gregory.
Now, the idea behind this program is to inspire your creativity and to help you to make all the things that you’d like to make. So while you listen, make something! It could be a sketch or a painting. It could be a huge marble sculpture. It could be a doodle in a little notebook.
You might knit a sweater. You could build a bookshelf. You could bake a pie. It’s up to you.
And while you create, I’ll tell you a little story just to keep you company. It’s called the artist who couldn’t draw.
Once upon a time there was a man who had a deep creative itch. He just loved to make things, all kinds of things.
Roger built websites and dog houses. He knitted himself colorful sweaters. He made his own holiday cards and cookies, decorations and gifts. He made sculptures out of old tin cans and rusty clock gears. He filled notebooks with complex doodles and zentangles. He recorded his thoughts in art journals thick with layers of paint and collage, embellishments and rubber stamps. He had a meticulously designed flower garden. He handbound scrapbooks and filled them with perfectly composed photos and rich calligraphy. He wove and sewed gorgeous textile art. He made silver cloisonné necklaces for his friends. He covered huge canvases with blazing abstract paintings.
Every weekend he took classes and went to workshops. He dyed his pants pink, his hair blue, and his glasses red. He listened to eclectic radio stations, subscribed to art magazines, and attended gallery openings.
Roger had gone to art school. He had studied design. All his friends and coworkers thought he was super creative.
But he had a secret he’d never shared….
One day, a new family moved into the house next door to Roger. They had a little girl named Chloe. Chloe also loved to make things. All kinds of things.
She sang songs and danced, wrote stories and plays. But most of all, Chloe loved to draw. She loved to draw everything: dogs and planets, airplanes and clowns.
One day Chloe rang Roger’s doorbell and asked if she could draw some of the flowers in his beautiful garden. As she sketched, Roger brought out some blueberry lemonade and tiny yellow cupcakes. He sat down next to Chloe and admired her drawing.
“Your turn,” Chloe said and handed him a pencil. ”Draw a flower.”
“Oh, no, thanks” said Roger. “I couldn’t.”
“Why not?” Chloe asked.
“I have no drawing talent. I don’t draw.”
“Just try,” she said, and held out the pencil. So Roger drew a flower and showed her.
“See. It’s no good. I can’t draw.” he said. “I told you.”
Chloe smiled and reached into her pocket. “Then you need my magic pen.” She handed him a black pen. It looked pretty ordinary but on the side were the words “Magic Marker” in white letters.
“Yes, but there’s a trick to it. You can draw anything you want with the magic pen, but it only works if you use it every single day — till the next full moon.”
“But it was just a full moon last night,” pointed out Roger
“That’s right. You have to make a drawing with it every single morning for 28 days and then the magic will work.”
“But I can’t draw,” frowned Roger.
“Don’t worry, The pen will show you. Just hold it in your hand, look at something you want to make a picture of, and the pen will start to draw. It works.”
“Even if my drawings are bad?”
So Roger took Chloe’s magic pen and every morning he sat down with a sketchbook and drew something. His dog. His shoe. His piece of toast.
At first, the pen didn’t seem to work. All the drawings were crooked or lumpy. They didn’t look much like his dog or his shoe or his toast. Roger almost gave up. “I just can’t draw,” he said in frustration.
Chloe reminded him, “You don’t have to. Just slow down, be patient, and wait for the magic to happen.”
After two weeks of trial and error and lots of crumpled up paper, the magic pen finally started to work. One morning, Roger drew his teakettle and y’know, it looked pretty darned good. So he drew his armchair. Kinda great. Then he drew a pineapple, his toothbrush, the TV set, his corduroy jacket. Magic!
One night, the moon rose full and bright over Roger’s house. He drew it through the kitchen window. It was a really magical drawing. There was a knock on the door. It was Chloe.
“The magic pen is really working,” Roger smiled. “It’s amazing!” He showed her all the drawings he’d done.
“Magic!” Chloe cheered.
From that day on, Roger drew and drew.
He drew Chloe, her parents and all his neighbors. He drew the sweaters he planned to knit. He drew his favorite dishes and published a cookbook. He drew designs for his garden. He drew his mailman, his dentist, his cat and all his coworkers. He went on vacation and drew all of Rome.
He drew and drew until, one day, the magic pen ran out of ink.
“I’m so sorry! I wore it out,” he said sadly as he gave Chloe back the lifeless pen.
“No sweat,” she said and handed Roger a fresh black magic pen. “I have lots of them. And they’re all magic.”
I hope you enjoyed the story and I hope you got some creating done while we were hanging out together. I hope you made something really cool. Let me know if you did.
Would you like to learn to draw like Roger? You can! I teach a course at Sketchbook Skool and it’s called “ How to draw without talent” and it works even if you have talent. It’s launched thousands of people who couldn’t draw a straight line into a passionate drawing habit, and it can get you going too.
If you’d like to try it, I want to help so here’s a special discount to make it even easier. Just go to Sketchbook.School and sign up and then use the coupon code “artforall” and you’ll get a discount on “How to draw without talent”
Thanks for joining me again for art for all. I’ll see you next time and meanwhile keep making great stuff.