There is too much going on at the moment. I wanted to sketch, but I couldn't. No, actually, I didn't even want to sketch. I was staring into empty space, despite sitting in an airport, the best place to sketch people. Because nobody will notice you.
But on Friday evening, I had a late flight and a few hours to kill, a lot on my mind that I didn't want to feel swirling around my head. So I took my sketchbook out of my bag, one pen, one marker (and a little bit of pencil for the plane). Nothing fancy, but after a while, it became everything. I welcomed the flow. It felt good. I needed that.
Very productive indeed!
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