Another wonderfully energetic line. Dancing. I love making dancing lines. Sometimes my hand just wants to skate across the surface. I discovered that I could make these crazy spinning things. They make me laugh.
Still making fine springy lines. They dash across the surface. They are light and energetic and I love how the width and spacing are changing based on the speed with which I draw them.
Experimentation without concern about outcome in any sense of the word can be messy. But one little mark, one little interaction can present itself as a new vocabulary.
Strange. This came after all those scribble drawings. Something energetic and contained. Simple. Black and red, the only thing simpler is black or hueless scratching.