Not really drawing. Just thinking.
Listening to Blur, Out of Time.
Not going with this salt line anymore so I'll pop it in here.
Once, up in Yirrkala, I watched a small metal dish of salt slowly
become a little dish of water. January humidity. Hurricane close by.
Thus the inspiration. It's mainly Borges flavours in this script, but so much more.
One day I'll draw it a little better. Perhaps go for this incredibly loose scruffy look (on right side - lines everywhere. I do like lines, everywhere.) Matches the glacial progress.
' carried by blue tigers.
They've been trying to work out when and where to put me down.
Past the 52 toads.
Over there somewhere.
Quite a ride.
My favourite guitar riff. And drums. Due to this being a blog, here is Radiohead.
Some Morandi peace.
Giorgio Morandi layered some of his time in these two paintings. Nature Morta 1956 and Nature Morta 1951.
Thom Yorke layered some of his time in recent album, Anima.
My weekend painted by such a lovely underlying melody, serpenting its way up from underneath: song
. (I Am a Very Rude Person)