I wanted to get back to dragging a color accross space as if I had a piece of pastel in my hand.
Working with the same kind of emergent shapes as some of the earlier line drawings; only this time creating more mass.
Love this shape and I’m going to experiemnt more with it.

The sun energy is undeniable.
Everything feels turned up to 10. Embracing making these knots of lines.
Bundled energy.

The summer sun has started to take hold in every part of my body. I see this yellow. I feel this yeloow.
It iis the sun on my face and the heat in my heart.
Everything is being recharged.

This set of marks in this color space is so much about nature.
I imagine them in graphite and I would think of concrete and asphalt.

Feathery nature.
Fronds come to mind. Little fiddleheads. They just flow out of my finger and onto the iPhone.
There is something magical about it.

Working with some shapes. They are the kind you make when you are a kid. I always want to make marks like when I was a kid. I try to bring them into my sketching all the time.
Those marks activate something in my brain that frees me to draw more orderly marks with joy.
It’s hard to explain.

The crossing of lines has always been a way I have wanted to drawing. Making a space transparent or opaque with little openings that can't be denied. Here the open and closed places that obscure most of the marks asks me to seek them out. Only a slight tonal variation. I feel as if I'm standing in the shade.

Nature presses itself forward. An abundance of greens in different textures. Just a couple sticks and fallen seeds and pods. The squirrels have been busy in the graveyard.

Is this what I imagined it was?

It's a moment in my memory when I walk through the trees past the swaying evergreens. The edges are dripping with dew and I can feel the rain on the top of my cap.

A circle, a line, a couple dots.
Back to the minimum and exploring the special marks I can make when I minipulate the tools.
They float and compliment each other as they pass by. More poetry than prose.