The thoughts and works of a caffeine addicted artist!
Monday, May 14, 2007
A5 W&N heavyweight sketchbook, HB pencil
On a lazy Saturday morning when you're lying in bed, drifting in and out of sleep, there is a space where fantasy and reality become one. Are you awake, or are you dreaming? You see people and things; some are familiar; some are strange. You talk, you feel, but you move without walking; you fly without wings. Your mind and your body exist, but on separate planes. Time stands still. For me, this is the feeling I have when ideas come. - Lynn Johnston - Canadian cartoonist.
I was feeling pretty lethargic this weekend, probably catching up from my Paris trip, and the thought of facing a task or challenge was just a little too much for me to comprehend. Instead, I wanted to drift in the semi-conscious state, with which I had woken, and take advantage of it's warm embrace.
Between the laundry, preparing breakfast, lunch and dinner I fell willing hostage to my sofa, sketchbook and pen in hand, I travelled without moving, creating places in my mind and imagining the lives of the characters who dwelled there.
A5 W&N heavyweight sketchbook, pigment liner & watercolour wash Snippets of faraway farms and colourless streetlamps came to me and I transferred them onto my page until their mental image faded before moving onto the next. No rules, barriers, references or dictated palette, I simply drifted into the depths of my mind and allowed myself to enjoy every moment of the trip!