Saturday, November 26, 2011

A Sketch and A Thought

Last evening I was sitting in front of the TV not really focused on much of anything.  One of my sketchbooks was laying on the table next to me, so I picked it up, turned to a new page and this is what came out of me.  I sometimes wonder what brings drawings/sketches out of us and why they look the way they do on that given day.  Was this strange character speaking to me somehow, was my subconscious self telling me to get her out? Have I seen her somewhere and now the far recesses of my memory is remembering her?  Do you think these kinds of thoughts when you create?