I made this sketch one evening while watching television.
I hadn’t been able to draw anything that day. Sitting next to me I had a lovely handmade journal I made with the old Gutenberg paper which has a lovely laid texture, flecks and a creamy yellow color. It loves pen and ink.
But I wasn’t going to be able to go into the studio and get a new pen because Dick had already gone off to bed.
So I made due with the pen I had (a Sakura Pigma Professional Brush Pen FB). I kept scribbling, putting in values, and making patterns—like in the sweater.
And each line was a great joy. I look at this sketch and the clunky areas don’t bother me at all. I savor the negative space and I simply remember all the fun of making that pen give up its last bit of ink. (I still used it for several more days!)
Of course I talked to my students about pattern and mark making after this. Sweaters. My new favorite thing—wait I guess not; I have a category that is “wallowing in patterns.” I must feel this way often. I’m so glad.