Bored yet? Naw. Again, today was spent mostly on the road, driving back home from Pittsburgh. The weather is eerily warm for March, and I wish I hadn't been in the car all day. This small drawing feels almost transparent. I love it when the white of the china marker stands out starkly from the "white" of the page. So much can happen within such a narrow range of tones. What happens when i draw with black on black, or graphite on gray paper? Or white house paint over white paper. Subtle differences that can be sweet and powerful. I found this paragraph written in the Memphis book:
... I think it is the repetition that could be important, repetition of the mark and the spaces between the marks. That by holding very still in it I can hear/see something very useful. Something very quiet and empty/full, like snow on a night field.
1 comment:
What a beautiful little poem you harvested there. Maybe you should put together a book?
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