Thursday, December 16, 2010
Tonight the sketching was good. Maybe it's the relaxation of chatting about any and everything with friends, or the busy atmosphere of a crowded cafe, better yet, it could be a magical pen the waiter dropped off with our bill. But man I haven't hit such a rhythm with my drawing in a long while as I did tonight. It just flowed onto the paper no nonsense, no figuring it out, no oh shit I better make sure it looks right. The drawings weren't perfect but it felt right drawing them. After I was done with one it was...well ok now let's try something harder, and harder until I fuck up real bad. I sorta stole the pen. It's not really stealing if I left a far nicer drawing pencil in exchange right?