So, I was a grubbing about in a box of old art, looking for stuff to maybe sell (you know, instead of using my time the wiser way, which would mean actually working on new drawings and boxes and whatever), and, anyway, I happened upon a couple of pieces that I’d completely forgotten about, which I thought I’d post here to kind of remind myself how I used to draw lines, which is a way I wish I still drew ‘em, which is to say a little more messy and random and completely contrary to the idea of “rendering”, whatever that is. Although, of course, the caribou drawing is pretty imperfect, on account of how the negative space is completely negative, instead of having Smurfs or Nixon heads or Mercury astronauts floating about in it, like it oughta have. But, that’s the thing with being a slow learner, I’ll learn how to integrate spaces eventually. Like, possibly in twenty more years of doodling. And, well, the pseudo-funk-style retro head drawing, who knows what I was doing, since I barely remember doing it. Probably it was just a lot of fun to fill the background with weird tangles of aimless cross-hatching. Even though, yeah, I know “fun” is not supposed to be one of the top ten reasons why anything art-like exists. Anyhow, back to work. Or, at least, back to work after we take my Dad to a local fish place for Father’s Day (I lived away from my family for a long, long time, and I’ve lately been discovering that my folks are actually pretty cool.) Maybe next time I’ll finally have new stuff to staple to the phone pole on my corner of the internet.
