{"id":20279,"date":"2021-10-04T20:02:14","date_gmt":"2021-10-04T20:02:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/newbloodart.com\/blog\/?p=20279"},"modified":"2025-06-15T17:51:42","modified_gmt":"2025-06-15T16:51:42","slug":"how-i-fell-in-love-with-drawing-and-the-process-of-forgetting-became-a-blessing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/newbloodart.com\/blog\/how-i-fell-in-love-with-drawing-and-the-process-of-forgetting-became-a-blessing\/","title":{"rendered":"How I fell in love with drawing \u2013\u00a0Zuzanna Salamon."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>&#8220;I remember how I fell in love with drawing; Life drawing had always felt to me like an intense race between my memory and the present, and this is why such classes proved stressful for me when I was in high school. I thought that drawing needed to be a perfect reflection of what was in front of me and as a result, the smallest movement of a model caused me considerable concern and stress. A true relief were still life classes (!). This drawing &#8216;race&#8217; was based on the cycling processes of observe-remember-forget. I was trying hard to remember what was in front of me and to quickly transfer it onto the paper. After a few marks, I realised I had forgotten what I had just seen and consequently had to refer to the model again. I was sure this was caused by a weakness in my human ability. The more I practiced drawing, however, the more I was able to recall the basic pattern of shapes in the human body. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8220;As a result, the race became less intense, but never easier due to the differences that can be observed between each human body \u2013&nbsp;and the handle of a cup. It took me time to realise that this was the beauty of the nature of drawing. The process of forgetting became a blessing, thanks to which I will never be able to achieve a perfect reflection, and this leaves understatements that can and need to be filled with my interpretation and imagination. I started winning races, as through drawing I started engaging with the present. I fell in love with drawing and it became a medium through which I could express my thoughts, emotions and experiences. Drawing helped to break down language barriers and enabled me to create works on the subject that many people can relate to.&#8221;  <a href=\"https:\/\/newbloodart.com\/artist\/zuzanna-salamon\">Zuzanna Salamon<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/newbloodart.com\/artist\/zuzanna-salamon\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"683\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195712\/ZS-3-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-20280\" srcset=\"https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195712\/ZS-3-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195712\/ZS-3-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195712\/ZS-3-768x1152.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><a href=\"https:\/\/newbloodart.com\/artist\/zuzanna-salamon\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"683\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195727\/ZS-36-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-20281\" srcset=\"https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195727\/ZS-36-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195727\/ZS-36-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/s3.eu-west-2.amazonaws.com\/wp.media.newbloodart.com\/2021\/10\/04195727\/ZS-36-768x1152.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;I remember how I fell in love with drawing; Life drawing had always felt to me like an intense race between my memory and the present, and this is why such classes proved stressful for me when I was in high school. 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