Hello there,
I’ve just finished around six hours of drawing and I have been positively fizzing, sometimes the lines and marks feel almost preprogrammed as if already drawn and then only to be transcripted onto another surface. As anyone who draws knows thoughts flow through ones mind when gifted with a particularly fertile spell of creativity.
As the marks were flowing all sorts of connections, interactions and thoughts seemed to manifest in a form of abstract communication between myself and my page. This is when the notion of drawing being such a strong metaphor for life sprang to mind.
Moving to more practical thoughts I have been working on a drawing that has been weeks in the making – this I feel has been strong and been weak, I have had it firmly within my grasp and control and equally lost it, blindly continuing hoping to find a way forward with it. Tonight I think I found its way once again. Fantastic.
I have also been working on something slightly different for which I have been filling pages and pages of a sketchbook in very rough working drawings – almost exercises in an effort to enable different – new elements to be brought into my work. May I be so bold as to say watch this space. Thank you as always for reading.
