Sorta got loopy

Strange. This came after all those scribble drawings. Something energetic and contained. Simple. Black and red, the only thing simpler is black or hueless scratching.

Some chaos here.
But it helped clear my head. Making some very compressed motions and see what results.

A quieter moment. What would it be like to restrain the number of marks I could make? Yes, this is what it would look like.

Again drawing with abandon. This time controlling the number of tools. Mostly scribbling wildly. I may have to put this on the list again to draw over and see what happens.

Just trying to have a lighter hand in this drawing. Trying to float a bit. Not be caught up in making too many marks. And to change the color palette to something unexpected. It feels good and I was surprised how it looks off the iPhone.

Don't think. Draw.
Too much thinking.

Scratch.

Really scratch.

After a spring trip north. The layers of pine needles and brown oak leaves seems to have taken over a place in my mind. I remember this feeling when I was standing near the doorway to the cabin facing toward the woods. The exploration of distant memory aways seems to find it's way into my work.