this week I almost stopped this project. I missed a day and got a bit despondent. Drawing little bits of nothing everyday seems nonsense. But not quite as absurd as quitting it with only just over a week to go. So here it is. This weeks collection of detritus and discarded remnants.
this week I lost colour, lost my way, and definitely took leave of my senses. on the up side it was uri's birthday. and as he taught me - lag b'omer is about celebrating our ability to start again despite the pain in the past. happy 40th motek. x
I'm getting late with these drawings. getting sloppy. there are broken shards everywhere that can cut, slice and harm - but this one glistened in the sunshine.
today was lag b'omer - the 33rd day of the omer - and my friend's birthday. As he said (more or less) - it is a time to celebrate our ability to get on with our lives, despite all the pain that has happened in the past. Amen sweet U - happy 40th motek x
4 weeks. just over halfway... a friend came over to the studio and remarked at how small these discarded objects actually are. they are the tiny things that it is easy to not notice and walk past... this walking & drawing has me concentrating on the ground. one of these days I am going to bump into a lamp-post.
it's been a bit of a week... not even halfway through and wondering what on earth am I doing. this daily task of drawing the banal little bits of nothing that are just lying around. perhaps I should just go for fag-ends and dog-shit? take this to the logical conclusion....(as long as they are finished with a delicate touch of watercolour....) hey-ho. onwards. as you may notice from the differing quality of the images, this week I brought a scanner...