A drawing in a sketchbook. From April 29, 1993.
I was drawing more then and it shows.
Drawing is a short circuit to the unconscious.
I remember decades ago I had a kind of epiphany. I realized that the
doodles I was doing on the edges of my school notebooks - done
in the midst of college-classroom boredom, perhaps - were much more engaging
and interesting that the drawings I was doing on good paper in
a studio setting.
Too much thinking can be a dangerous thing....in some circumstances.
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