|Sketchbook Drawing #12, 2010/2013|
Pencil on Paper
But he's still trying. He's still reaching for something that's probably not there.
I don't really think about subject matter when I do these sketchbook drawings, but when I turn away and then look back, there is almost always something there. I'm no psychologist, and I don't really know the human mind, but there must be something to that. There must be some stories that we find a way to tell whether we've decided to or not.
I don't know if this story is real. If I'm the robot longing for more, or if I'm the octopus trying to hang onto things that need me more than I need them, but I guess it might be. And I suppose a little dash of truth is enough to make anything interesting enough to pay attention to.