to rule them all.

It’s strange to admit but after nearly 18 months of actively sketching and painting I finally — finally! — bought a ruler.

Six inches of light ruled stainless steel with a cork base just the right size to fit into my pencil case.


Did I mention, finally!?

I’ve been using the edges of books, pencils, or just winging it and drawing freehand.

Straight lines were lessons in improvisation… until now. Now I finally own a proper straight-edge ruler and I’m fairly certain it will add a certain, let’s call it, accuracy to my sketches that may have been lacking before.

Perspective. Parallel lines, Straight edges. Firm corners. Properly measured dimensions and lines drawn with an arc approaching zero.

It’s a whole new world.