With kind thanks to the paper which I often scrub in the sink, only to be bathed in pigment again, wash, sand, score, tear and draw. Here I must make note of my loyal commentators pencils, fingers, stump, erasers, dirt, pastel.
When you have moxie you need the tools to match. Par the course, there is dealing with composition and amidst all the actions to disassemble and reassemble. When I venture in, my exploration is always new. Abstract drawing is unfolding alchemy that has yet to be articulated. There are no rules or regulation in the drawing galaxy. All that is required to embark on this quest is a curiosity for exploration. From the delight of the doodle to the mighty power of line to densities of pigment, the endeavor of drawing abstractly resembles an intrepid traipsing through an inventory of line, form, color and space.
Intrigue unspools from the moment hand and tool touches the surface. It is prospecting for surprises.Īside from exemplifying what is possible, drawing is fun. As one who draws abstract forms, I like the directness of reaching into that strange, electric encounter between hand and object.
