Reconnect with Your Inner Sketcher
- Eliot N. Lines

- Jun 4
- 1 min read
Updated: Jul 15

There was a time — perhaps long before you started worrying about clean lines and getting it right — when you picked up crayons with sticky fingers and just drew.
Trees with purple leaves. Suns with smiling faces.
Cats that looked suspiciously like clouds.
No one told you it was wrong. No one said it had to be perfect.
And if they did, you didn’t care. You were too busy making magic.
This week, we’re wandering back to that place.
To the joy of process over product.
To the freedom of drawing without judgment.
To the version of you who coloured with your whole body — legs crossed, tongue out, completely absorbed.
What happens if you give yourself permission to create like that again?
Maybe you pull out the crayons, the chalk, the stubby pencils.
Maybe you draw standing up, or lying on the floor.
Maybe you make a mess.
Good. Mess is welcome here.
You don’t need to be an artist to sketch. You just need to be willing to listen to your hand. Let it move. Let it surprise you.
This isn’t about returning to childhood. It’s about remembering the fearless maker that still lives inside you — the one who doesn’t ask “is this good?” but simply “what next?”
So this week, colour outside the lines.
Or ignore the lines altogether.
Make something that makes you smile, even if it only lasts a moment.
Your inner sketcher has been waiting.



