As I grow and change my skills actually gain a little traction. Somehow my hand learns how to lift, touch, and move. When I took my drawing class and we were covering a new concept, I always hoped I would get the chance to sit beside a student that I privately called “Big Girl”. And NO! She was not Big in a physical sense. i would never nickname someone a name like that even privately. BUT she drew everything BIG. If we were sketching an acorn, she would make it the size of the newsprint sketchpads we used. If I recall those pads were 18×24. If I sat to her right and watched while she drew, my drawing improved.
This fits exactly with how I seem to learn anything physical. For instance, when I took ballet I could learn a new routine after maybe the 2nd time the teacher showed it to us….IF her back was to me and she was directly in front of me. If my dance teacher had her back to me but was way over to my right or left, it took me longer. If she faced us and showed us what to do, it took me even longer.
Anyway, when we covered some of the still life concepts I got to sit beside her. This sketch I did at home. It has curvy shells 😉