So, I’ve been overworked, I’m currently overworking, with the hope that that will change in the near, if not, VERY NEAR future.
I’m working on wrapping up my 3rd book, full of old poetry and new drawings and hopefully closing the chapter on poetry and prose indefinitely if not at least for a while, a few years, maybe 10.
I’d like to get back into drawing regularly but the move is digital. I think about the large abstract pieces I could do at minimum cost but I’m not motivated to make them like I was when times were, worse than they are now.
Expressionism is great for those that appreciate it but I like concrete things, ideas, shapes, people, plants, animals, you know, something that when I look at it it makes sense, and I don’t have to guess the meaning.
Because at the end of the day, if it doesn’t have meaning, people will try to ascribe meaning to it, which, is part of the fun, but also, not my intention. I don’t want you to guess, and I suppose I should know if I give you want you want you won’t want it anymore.
sigh