The Touch of Pencil to Paper

I have used small movements to work on digital art for many years. Today I use a pencil and paper.

As I have little confidence in drawing I take a simple approach. I have a small, ring-bound black-faced pad with heavy weight paper, a 4B pencil, and sharpener.

The pencil leaves something of the earth and my gesture on the page - the tracing of my moment, the mark of the life I see, think, and feel. Perhaps we bond to art created by material things more readily.

Conceptual Art

I imagine myself in a room where I see nothing but a single colour. There are no objects in the room which is lit completely evenly: the colour is without gradation or shadow of any kind. I hear no sound. I see no floor, walls, nor ceiling. At first I experience this in my mind's eye as an uncomfortable beauty, before growing increasingly unsettled. If you decide on the colour, do you become the artist?

This is my wish: this idea is not art. An Idea may conceive an artwork, but thinking does not make it so.

The Nature of Sadness

I ponder on the nature of emotional distress: sadness.

Sadness is associated with loss or absence of some kind: of my body, mind, or spirit; of someone or something that comforts me or gives me confidence and strength; of love.

Sadness is also a tool that helps me feel the world of another.

Sharing sadness is an expression of hope. Hope that another can be with, rather than apart.