Uploaded commercial pics this morning around 1:30 am to meet my Monday morning deadline, then began scribbling on a stone promptly at 10am. It all began with transferring my drawings by placing them face down on sanguine-prepared paper, then tracing over each line to properly transfer the drawing. Then re-drawing them with litho crayon. It took all day to transfer nine pages of nonsense. Nonsense based upon real and imaginary people and plants I've encountered while in Mexico this summer.
Curious how the physical surface you're working on changes things. I'm usually working on a super flat surface that weighs practically nothing. Stone is heavy and it's thick. You move; it doesn't. It changes how you draw but not what you draw. And the preparation necessary to begin is tedious, requiring some time grinding the stone down, grinding away former beautiful drawings or mistakes. You're thinking: "Don't make a mistake or I'll have to grind that damn stone again." But you shouldn't think about such things, really. Just draw and forgive minor "mistakes." So today was a really pleasant day spent with my friend Bob, a day full of drawing and forgiveness…and good tunes.
