Today I took a little trip to rest, and finally picked up Bridgman’s book on the plane — for the countless time.
Honestly, I can't even remember how many times I've opened it, but this time I decided to actually try to pull some real meaning out of it.
Whether I succeeded is still an open question. I still can’t shake the feeling that I’m just mindlessly copying the drawings instead of really using the knowledge the way real artists do.
So, once I finish the chapter on the torso, I’ll try to apply it in practice — doing more quick sketches and studies rather than just copying.














