This may be one of the strangest drawings I made in this project.

Somehow the connected circles make me happy. What is that about? It feels like outer space.

Something like water about this drawing. I made it as if I had my fingers on the surface of a pool.

Tapping and dragging creating small ripples.

Like vertigo.

Woodgrain.

Transparent paths.

Dot. Dit. Dit Dit Dot
Dropping my finger and dragging it.
Like a musical moment marking time. The result a Jetson-like pattern. The boomerang has nothing on this.

Sweeping.

Dot. dot dot.

Sweep. Swoosh.

When I make marks they have sounds.

A new conversation of marks. Quick with a couple that cut through the surface.

A lightness that surprised.

Whirling.

This is my work table as I did some very rough sketches to get started on my new printmaking adventure. My idea was to make marks on different pieces of linoleum and see how they might work together after the pieces we're complete.

I have taken the plunge back into some printmaking.

My artgirl @brushheart and I had a studio day together; an adventure in lino printing. I decided after making some very skeletal sketches that I would just cut what I felt that day and print it. I had to use this amazing yellow.

Sometimes black and white has more color than I can fathom.

The tonal reaches thrill me and satisfy me.

Being rough.

Not fearing the outcome.

Truthful. Honest.