I draw mainly with charcoal and oil stick onto a blank sheet of paper – that’s unless I choose one already charged with oil splatters and other natural stains of time, where history and dialog has already been started that I can work with or against.
As shapes are introduced they jostle and challenge those already there trying to claim their own space by fitting in or dominating it. Each new shape is like a surprise attack. Kind of like a battle plan that’s gotten well out of hand I try to open my mind, with it’s constrictions and rules, easing into an unknown journey of distant and vague memories? From dark spaces to Mogul meditations, toilet seats to endless pathways and handbags! I am always surprised by a last twist of information that produces the end result.