It’s almost square.

How did that happen I wonder. The shape and dimentions of the drawing are usually rectangular.

I forced the organic shapes on this one.

Still not sure how I feel about it.

head on

I walked past this refreshment stand and onto the boardwalk to draw. The boardwalk is gone now. The dunes are gone now. This is what is left of the stand.

The Jersey shore I have known all my life is gone.

It’s almost square.

How did that happen I wonder. The shape and dimentions of the drawing are usually rectangular.

I forced the organic shapes on this one.

Still not sure how I feel about it.

There is something about the wind in this for me.
The light breezes of summer carrying the loose parts of plants to places unknown.
Everything is changing and this drawing was influenced by the change. I used a set of marks that feel organic. Late summer has arrived and autumn is not far away.

Floaty.
The quality of line in this drawing really defines the lightness of it. The overlapping of repetitive marks is casual and it seems just enough.
Very summery to me.

Sometimes more is more.

I enjoy this crazy drawing more each time I look at it.

I really couldn’t stop making marks and they layering really felt productive.

Ink. Again.

I love ink. I love black. I love dots.

Aren’t they enough?

Ink.

These are the drawings that remind me that I love ink and that black can almost be enough.

I was very happy that I added the orange scribbles. They created a nest in which to rest.

Less.

Just leave it alone is all I could hear myself saying.