Have I been looking or remembering?

A blind contour self-portrait drawn in black ink across two pages of a small sketchbook. The face is loosely constructed from overlapping, wandering lines, with glasses, eyes, nose, mouth, chin and one ear emerging from the marks. Handwritten notes at the bottom read “Mostly with my eyes closed” and “Blind blind contour drawing!”, with the date 16-9-26. The sketchbook rests on a colourful crocheted blanket, with a dark blue pen lying beside it.

I haven’t been following the Selfietember prompts very closely, but this morning I was curious to try yesterday’s: Close your eyes and draw yourself.

No mirror needed today, of course, and the drawing became essentially a blind, blind contour drawing.

What interested me most was how familiar parts of my face felt to draw. I almost always begin my self-portraits at the left side of my glasses, then sweep up and around the frames towards my right ear. Even with my eyes closed, that route felt familiar. So did my nose, mouth and chin.

It made me think about how much of my recent self-portrait drawing may now be coming from memory — or perhaps muscle memory…