A couple of years ago I loved to draw, most of my drawings were either of trees (something that my Dad taught me) or of abstract spaces. The places I imagined had a lot of water motifs, wavy and geometric lines and a vague sense of depth. Sadly I don’t have any of those drawings with me so I can’t show them here.
When I started studying art in my last year of high school, I dropped that style (or lost it rather) in favor of more figurative, technical drawings. I didn’t want to think about it because I had the feeling on the back of my head that I had lost my original, unique style (as underdeveloped as it was). I had too much judgement over my own work.
But it all came back when we did the exquisite corpse (or cyborg) exercise in class, for a second I forgot everything I learned in class and just had fun with a sharpie and the vague outlines of a paper, I was surprisingly inspired and free.
The night after, I was with my roommate (@Luize.art) and some friends having fun in her flat, she had a wooden board where she begun to paint; It became an improvised painting party. There I also dropped any judgement and drew freely. I was onto something.
I came back to my flat and thought about it, how good it felt do draw again (I had taken kind of a dislike to it after art school) and decided to buy a good A4 notebook and a black sharpie. And so I did. These are the first drawings I made.
From left to right: Nobody knows, Street where pathways meet, Closing, Mushroom hill.
I implemented my knowledge gained in art class of perspective, composition and technical drawing and (for now) completely dropped the color. I also implemented my technique of ‘intuitive drawing’, which in part comes from my meditation practice, where I put aside all logic and only paint what my intuition –or heart– tells me to; thus entering into a trance-like flow state. These are some more drawings:
From left to right: Hug, Dimensions of Liza, Break.
I have also been documenting, in the back of the drawings, the conditions under which I made the drawings: what I was thinking, what had I experienced before drawing, at what time was I drawing or what I was listening while I was drawing. I hope this will help me to further develop my work and learn about myself a bit more.
The 13th of december I asked one of my friends if he wanted to do a collaboration and work the two of us, just for fun, on an empty canvas. He had lying around a glass screen and we improvised and experimented for a couple of hours. I had the idea to have a notebook lying close by and write there any words or sentences that came to mind while drawing, to then write them on the back of the piece. This was the result:
The writing says: La neblina cubriendo la cumbre de la ciudad pinta sombras de plata / The fog covering the summit of the city paints shadows of silver; Líneas verticales con prolongación en negro / vertical lines with extension in black.
Overall, I’m very happy to have found myself artistically again and, even though my work is not good yet, I’m satisfied with the progress and excited for what the future might hold. For now, I’ll finish my sharpie A4 and see what happens afterwards. These are the last drawings I’ve done. Thank you for reading.
From up to down: Emptiness, Cuatro caras
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