I think where art can be a good thing is the ability to get the feelings and emotions out on the table, without necessarily having to explain all the things you are really feeling. I’ve always felt that art comes down more to what I want something to look like than any emotional release for myself. But once in awhile I get into a mood where the only way to express the feelings is through art.
This piece here is a good example of that. I won’t go into whatever it is that’s bothering me, you folks aren’t interested in such drivel. It could also be that I’m looking for the road still unfound, and creating the path might be one way to find it.
Now, granted, none of the paths from this crossroad look terribly appetizing. But sometimes you just need to face the darkness, and that’s where art can come in. Without saying anything, without going into any details, the world is laid bare for those who wish to decipher it.
That all (boringly) said, I’m also trying to sketch everyday. This certainly counts for that, practice for the future to come. If it’s not an emotional release, if it’s not life laid open, at the very least it’s an expression of colors and techniques that I hope one day to have mastery, or at least acceptance, over.
