Does it ever happen to you where you start a thought but you’re not sure quite where it will lead to? This drawing felt like that. It started as a ‘blind drawing’ – the balcony edge, the partial building, the bushy tree. Then I left it because it kind of went nowhere. A week later, I’ve picked it up again playing with scale, muted colours and inky washes.
And so here it is. Not perfect nor great but it feels done, resolved. And if you’re like me, where you like to finish things, then there’s some satisfaction in just that.
Ok…onto the next one.