I have not been drawing much these past few days. Life has me on edge and I just can’t relax enough to get into a drawing. There is nothing in particular about life that’s getting to me really, just everyday stuff. Usually, drawing is one the thing that I can fall back on to help pull me out of these moods…a distraction if anything. I think it’s all about having the time to do it, and I just don’t feel like I have the time.
The drawing above is an old one, and it’s one of my favorites. I couldn’t tell you why it pleases me, and I can’t tell you why it seem to just appear on the paper before me. Hardly an effort was made to create it. It was just one of those “in the flow” moments.
In the seven and a half years that have passed since it’s creation, I feel like I have not increased my drawing skills one bit, and I can’t remember a drawing that has come to easy as this.