Episode 1: I Accidentally Picked the Final Boss

You know those people who say, “Just start.”

I hate those people.

Not because they’re wrong.

Because they make it sound so easy.

“Just start.”

Cool.

Start… what?

Nobody tells you that choosing your very first art project feels like you’re selecting your starter Pokémon. What if I pick the wrong one? What if this one decision somehow ruins my entire artistic career? What if my future self looks back and says, “You fool. It should’ve been the apple.”

So naturally, I did what any rational adult would do.

I spent weeks on Pinterest.

Not drawing.

Researching drawing.

Which, according to my brain, is basically the same thing.

At one point I had so many reference photos saved that Pinterest probably thought I was opening a portrait museum.

Every time I found the perfect one…

I’d find another.

“This one!”

“No… THIS one.”

“Ooooh… but what if…”

My brain is less “organized creative” and more “golden retriever chasing squirrels.”

Eventually I got tired of my own nonsense and made a decision.

A Rebel fighter pilot from Star Wars.

Because if you’re a beginner, the obvious place to start is with a human face, a flight helmet, reflective goggles, complicated fabric, dramatic lighting, and enough tiny details to make your eyes cross.

Flawless logic.

The weird part?

The sketch actually looked… good.

Like… suspiciously good.

Good enough that I briefly wondered if I was one of those people who discovers a hidden artistic gift and is immediately interviewed on YouTube.

“I don’t know. I just picked up a pencil one day.”

Then I opened my colored pencils.

The colored pencils took that confidence personally.

Graphite had lied to me.

Graphite was the easy ex.

Colored pencils were the emotionally unavailable love interest in every romantasy novel.

Beautiful.

Complicated.

Demanding.

Constantly making me question my life choices.

Suddenly I had to think about layering.

Pressure.

Color temperature.

Blending.

Burnishing.

Highlights.

Reflected light.

Meanwhile my brain was still over here saying, “Have you tried being naturally gifted?”

Super helpful.

The drawing isn’t finished.

It still isn’t.

And honestly?

I’m glad.

Because every time I look at it, it reminds me of something important.

I wasn’t failing because I wasn’t talented.

I was failing because I’d skipped about forty levels.

It’s like walking into a video game, ignoring the tutorial, and immediately challenging the final boss while wearing beginner gear.

Technically you’re playing.

Emotionally… you’re having a terrible time.

That’s when I had the most groundbreaking realization in the history of groundbreaking realizations.

Maybe…

Just maybe…

I should learn to draw an apple before attempting the human face.

I know.

I’m basically a genius.

So now I’m drawing still life.

Fruit.

Glass.

Fabric.

Books.

The kind of subjects that make absolutely no one on Pinterest scream, “OH MY GOSH, YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS BANANA!”

Although, to be fair, if I can make a banana look like an actual banana and not a suspiciously yellow potato, I’ll probably scream.

My kids are also deeply invested in this artistic journey.

Mostly because every object I set up for a still life instantly becomes the exact object they suddenly need.

“Oh, you were drawing that apple?”

“I was eating it.”

Thanks, tiny art critics.

Here’s what I’m slowly figuring out.

Still life isn’t the boring part before the fun begins.

It is the fun.

It’s learning the language every great artist speaks.

Every wrinkle in a piece of fabric is preparing me to draw a flowing cloak on a fantasy heroine.

Every reflection in a glass bottle is teaching me how to make eyes come alive.

Every apple is secretly training me for the portraits I’ve been dreaming about.

So no, I didn’t finish my first portrait.

But I did finish something more important.

I finally accepted that I don’t have to skip the tutorial.

And honestly…

If my artistic origin story begins with a bowl of fruit instead of a masterpiece, I’m okay with that.

Every hero starts somewhere.

Mine just happens to involve apples that my children keep stealing.


🎮 Quest Log

Current Quest: Draw my first still life without anyone eating the reference.

Experience Earned: +10 Patience. +5 Humility. +1 Apple.

Boss Battle: Fabric. It’s always fabric.

I Inventory: One unfinished Rebel pilot. A stack of colored pencils. An unreasonable amount of optimism.

🛒 Side Quest

A few supplies that have made this whole “learning to draw” adventure a little less chaotic:

If any of these help you on your own creative quest, awesome. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have an apple that’s still looking suspiciously like a potato.

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I’m Birdie

A Mom, writer and full-time chaos coordinator, raising tiny humans while trying to write a book and remember when I last drank water. I escape into books, anime, and video games like it’s survival. And I’m still waiting for my Hogwarts letter like it got lost on purpose. This blog is the real, ridiculous side of mom life… because why not make other people laugh at my parenting someone should.

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