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What a week we've had here in the little old south of Aus; where the rain has continued to beat down with wind and storms and… well it's been a bit wild and wooly all up. I've had to put off a couple of small painting related things that need to be done outdoors, for fear of everything blowing away and spreading wet colours throughout the land. Good thing I love winter.
One day I'll get the hang of actually writing these posts before they need to be posted, because right now I tend to remember on Sunday night and type away until it's basically too late. Never you mind though, as I've just about finished posting old sketches and doodles, so the thrill of new material will hopefully get these words down on time in future posts.
I always find it interesting to consider the relationship between an artist and their work. I often try to consider art for its own merits, as I also like to give people the benefit of the doubt. Fame is a weird mind flood that leaves a lot of people feeling like they know someone they've never met, and attributing value to that non-existent relationship in an irrational way.
This week is a bunch of completely random old doodles I found while going through some old books. There's something extremely satisfying about getting all your notebooks together and seeing which ones still have space for more thoughts.
This one is all about the crappy doodles...
Another busy week gone by with only a few morsels to show for it, so let's keep this short and sweet. I'm working on a few things here and there, so will post about anything that happens when it does. For now though, let's stick to a couple of drawings and look ahead at what's around the corner.
Nonsense is a pretty common theme in life at the best of times. As humans there are a lot of behaviours and norms that can always be attributed to nonsense, on account of there being little reasoning behind most of what we do. Of course there's fabricated reasoning if you look at absolute universal truths and it's entirely subjective to what you believe, but even this subjectivity could be seen as lacking in sense.
I'd like to say that I'm posting this late on purpose, but the truth is that time got away from me this week. However, there's always a silver lining, so let's take this opportunity to talk about time itself and how it plays a part in the process.
There are things that I always wish I took more time to do, and regularly drawing something/anything is right at the top of the list. There's that theory that to be any good at anything you first need to spend a lot of time doing it, so I'm making more of an effort to draw regularly.
