burnt eyelashes

burnt eyelashes. a creative life, sometimes late at night.

Sunday, 3 April 2011

lines

i love the purity of line.  to me it doesn't get much better.  to get lost in a line.  finding a line that perfectly expresses something is kinda like tuning a guitar.  plink, plink, plink, plinking until it comes out right.  for me, when i get it right i know it instantly, it just sits right.
vibrating endlessly.
static



 every once in awhile i'll catch an elusive line that'll just sing for me.
i love visiting those lines. 
(maybe it's just my eyes that loves them.)

"What is left undone is as necessary to a true work of art as what is done."— American sculptor William Wetmore Story 

that rings true for me in this drawing, i like all the unfinished spaces maybe even more than the finished parts.  there is lots of space surrounding that leaves room for the eye to sit on those lines .

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