Minty.

Like a cool summer evening. I think of breezes from the ocean and bubbling sands near the waters edge.

I want to make a million drawings using this language,
There is something about the different levels of transparency that really get me excited.

Dots and dashes. Like dragging my foot in the sand at low tide.

Undulating breeze. By the ocean.

A curtain of beads and light refraction comes to mind. I wasn’t thinking that whaen I drew it.

It was more like swimming when I made the  the marks.

Layering can be so revealing.

I love to use these rhythmic elipses to dance across the surface.

Big DOTS.

Transparency.

Scribbles.

The vocabulary now has created a conversation. Layered, active voices.

The vocabulary of threads and weaving is persistent. Not sure where it is leading.

Odd weaving continues.
Organic in nature? Maybe.

Thinking like grasses.
When you layer the cuttings and pat them down.