Brook & Bramble Art

This is one of my more recent pieces, and for once, I can see the progress without having to squint or convince myself it’s there. I’ve been working my way through a sketchbook with a very simple goal: actually fill it. No abandoning pages halfway through, no skipping ahead when something feels difficult, just showing up and seeing what happens.

And it’s working.

This piece feels more considered. The structure holds together, the details support rather than overwhelm, and I’m starting to trust myself to build a scene without everything unravelling halfway through. It’s not perfect, but it’s cohesive, which, honestly, feels like a small victory in itself.

There are still mistakes, of course. I completely forgot to photograph it after adding the railing, which is annoyingly on brand. But that feels oddly fitting. Errors don’t stop at the edge of the paper; they follow me everywhere, and I’m learning to accept that as part of the process rather than a personal failing.

What matters more is the intention behind it. This isn’t a one-off experiment or a rushed attempt squeezed into a moment. It’s part of a longer conversation with myself, one sketchbook, one page at a time, about patience, consistency, and actually finishing what I start.

Seeing improvement doesn’t always come with fireworks. Sometimes it’s quieter than that. Sometimes it just looks like a house that mostly works, a page that’s complete, and the growing sense that maybe, slowly, I’m getting there.