Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve been drawing almost everyday. Not in a sketchbook, like I’m used to, but digitally. I’ve never felt that drawing digitally was drawing at all, it often felt like a different thing. But now, I’m finding that whilst it does feel different; it’s doing the same thing to my brain. The more I draw, the more I write. The more I write, the more ideas I generate. The more ideas I generate, the more I need to visualise them – it’s a self-fuelling loop and one that is nourished by the same activity of drawing whether using traditional or digital techniques.
Making a map of dead ends
If we can more easily see the paths we shouldn’t follow, does that make finding the correct one easier?
Paying the bills
No matter which way you dice the onion, there’s no escaping the need for money to live. So how might art factor into that?
Just feed me
If more choice for a consumer is better, then why do chef’s banquets and ‘just feed me’ options exist in restaurants?
The luxury of having no time
Most of us say we need more time but what if the opposite was true? What if less time helped us move forward?
A selfish act?
Can the selfish act of making art become an act of generosity? What happens to others who come across the work we make for ourselves?