5:19PM: two days ago we were having dinner in salida and i made a couple of drawings; one of a dog who was very interested in everything going on in the restaurant and the other of a woman sitting next to us in a colorful blouse.
although these were made very quickly and are not as rich as some of my travel drawings, they’re meaningful to me as a reminder of just how much i love drawing. i don’t think, i just draw. my colored pencils, which are always with me, move over the white surface as if they were receiving directions from an unknown source; always listening and ready in seconds to change direction or pressure. most kids make beautiful drawings for exactly the same reason; they’re not thinking, they’re allowing the pencil, crayon, brush top go where it wants to go, for as long as it wants.
