Ink on Hand Book paper and digital manipulation. Berkeley, California, 2010.
Sometimes it takes finding a portrait you do not remember drawing….a sketch you do not immediately recognize as your own- yet find intriguing and technically correct, to remind you you are an artist, you can do these things.
You, in fact, do these things- it is your work, a beloved toil- your ink on paper is like rubber on the road for others.
Days with no art are never complete, nor true – or honest, as Papa Hemingway would say.
I can’t help but thinking one should not need such reminders….
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Congrats apart , (the portrait is so “speaking”) , now it’s like discovering a hidden part of yourself ,something secret …
At that moment you were concentrated on the artwork, now the focus is on the author…..
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Yes! See my reply to my other faithful follower ..Ms Daffodil. 🙂 thank you both!!
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It is a gift, this accidental discovery of a drawing done long ago. The perspective has shifted: you become the audience rather than the performer.
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I love that both you and Una Vista da San Fermo captured different but parallel meanings of this discovery. Really, it was such a shift to me..the drawing looked familiar and alien at the same time.
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