I like to doodle. Spontanity. Capturing a passing thought, a seed of inspiration. A box of paper squares to hand. Textliners on my desk. Yellow. Purple. I quickly doodle a configuration that had been in my head all day. A curving dividing line, a blurred — not sharp — third space.
Earlier in the day I had been doing something similar in my sketchbook.comments powered by Disqus