Thursday, November 1, 2012

Getting older is sad in a way. Nothing is really a mystery anymore. If a kid doesn't understand something he creates some fantastical way to explain it. I kind of miss that thinking, especially from the standpoint as an artist or writer. HOw cool would art be if it was created by someone with the same thought process as a child but with the hardworking diligence of an adult? I'd like to think I could get there. When I draw I try not to think about the drawing itself, i like getting to place in my mind where I'm thinking about nothing, but still being able to completely focus on what I'm drawing. It's like meditation. It is meditation actually. I've noticed I can't do it around other people. I have to be alone or listening to music to draw my best. I'm so totally a badass monk.

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